In only a few hours I will be on a plane,
traveling to a part of the world
that I've never been.
I can't help but to wonder if this place
will become my soul mate,
this city,
my groom.
Will I fall in love with the lights?
Will I dream of the noise?
Will I wish to stay there until I grow old?
Will I be willing to leave behind the walls of the suburbs that I've grown to loathe? Waking up to the same picture outside of my window. Going through the same motions everyday.
My life is a song on repeat.
The desire for change, the ache for adventure burns inside of me.
The world is a treasure to discover, and your scenery should never stay the same.
Maybe in this city I will find myself. After all, isn't that what we are all trying to do?