So sometimes I wonder how I got this feeling to always keep moving, I think some of it has to do with reading and dreaming too much (if that's possible). Maybe it's just an innate curiosity to know what's going on in other places and other people's lives. I can't remember a time in my life when I didn't want to go somewhere new. I've done the conventional all my life, I went to a good school, got a college degree, married a great human being who happens to be my best friend, got a house, had babies, got a bigger house, and a bigger one, got into debt trying to get all the stuff etc. same old same old life. Now it's time to get out of the
perceived "right" box or the box labeled "things you should do". It
occurred to me in the past few years not to do the "right" thing. I am lucky enough to be married to a really smart and funny man and I have two great girls that still like being around me so why not do something like traveling the world or at least starting with the United States.....I'll keep you posted but adventure awaits......
