the traveller.
You've once thought that, this is your passion. It almost probably definitely still is. You enjoy going around, talking to new people, speaking new tongues. You don't like being set a routine of what to do everyday or where to be fed. You walk into a restaurant and point at whatever is on the menu, and have the greatest satisfaction eating whatever available. You might have a final destination, you might not. They say they have a heart for wanderlust, but you know that very few of them truly possess it, at least in the realm of what you think is your passion. You've known all along that, what you think your passion is, doesn't require one to be on the go all the time. You have a wider definition. You spend time in a certain space, for a certain purpose other than what you think is your passion, for you know that you lose direction, and your passion loses significance, once it becomes the integral part of you. Spirit and appetite are, after all, multilayered. You kn...