I had a talk with the moon tonight he simply asked if I was alright. I told him no, see I have a bad a case of wanderlust and don't know what to do, there are so many places to see and so much to do.
I want to explore, fly, hike, and get away there are simply just not enough hours in my day.
I don't want to leave to run or to hide, but simply to be free, be young, and be wild.
Now the moon is a wise man who told me what to do, he said go spread your wings and just be you. Go now before you turn into dust, for that is the only cure for wanderlust.