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Adventure

Do you ever feel like you just need to get away?

That the daily ins and outs of life

Are getting too boring

Too repetitive

Too familiar

And you need something new in your life

Something exciting

Exhilarating

Unknown

Like you want to go on an adventure

See the sun rise in the morning

Bursting from the horizon in a brilliant stream of colour

Orange and red and pink and purple

And rising steadily until it is high enough in the sky

To be a white ball looking down on you

See the waves on a distant shore

Crashing against the earth in a never-ending battle

White foam topping their crests like crowns

Beating steadily, in a rhythm that is calming

The vast ocean spreading out before you

See a new city

Hear a different language spoken too fast for you to catch

Watch people bustle past carrying on their lives

Admire the culture and style and food of somewhere unfamiliar

Visit museums and galleries

Let your mouth gape at the sights

See rolling green hills

Rising and falling from the ground like waves

Grass swaying in a gentle breeze

Unbroken as far as the eye can see

The green so pure you could almost say it isn't real

See small villages

Full of people who love each other

And rely on each other

A community that shows you what it is to be human

What it is to be intimate and caring

See towering mountains

White capped and majestic

With peaks too high for you to see

That seem to touch the sky, pierce the clouds

And yet keep growing from the earth

See flowing rivers

Ploughing through the terrain

A steady stream of water that won't be stopped

Or babbling brooks

Dancing their way down a pile of rocks

Tickling the ground as they gently make their way to something greater

See history

Old buildings with vines snaking up their sides

Ruins that are crumbling but not gone

Structures that were a whole belief system once

Memorials to remember those who have been lost

And sites of important events

I want to get out and see the world

Get out of this bubble

This cage

This small, locked room

It almost feels as if I'm suffocating

And I need that breath of fresh air

That new thrill

That adventure.

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Nov 30, 2016
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