‘Stir crazy’ is an early 1900’s term that was used to describe unbalanced people who have been incarcerated for far too long. While I’m not in prison, I feel as though the last six months have been relevant in many ways. Sometimes the feeling comes and goes, and other times it’s only a feeble-stirring – but not this time. The feeling has grown the past few weeks and I can’t quite seem to take control of it. I’ve come down with quite a case of Pruritic Peragritis (the dreaded travel itch), and I can’t seem to refocus my mind elsewhere. I find myself on Google maps everyday, creating new and interesting itineraries – that only if I could afford to jump in my car and take off right now, then I probably would just leave! ...I still might.
I obsessively research and create routings for trips through the southern and western parts of the U.S., with some spanning from Mexico all the way up to Alaska, and then a few that run along the east coast of Canada and the United States. If I could pick anywhere in the world to go right now, I would start in Spain and continue on with my European trip routing that I had researched a few months back. But the amount of money that that trip entails is far greater than a local continental road trip.
I obsessively research and create routings for trips through the southern and western parts of the U.S., with some spanning from Mexico all the way up to Alaska, and then a few that run along the east coast of Canada and the United States. If I could pick anywhere in the world to go right now, I would start in Spain and continue on with my European trip routing that I had researched a few months back. But the amount of money that that trip entails is far greater than a local continental road trip.
As much as I wish it was just as easy as stepping outside of my front door to relieve my condition, (because sometimes it can be just that simple) it’s unfortunately not. I’ve been to almost every area of Ohio and experienced nearly all of what it has to offer, since I grew up here. Which doesn’t leave much to be desired – so there’s not much hope here locally. It’s not even that I HAVE to see things that I’ve yet to see, it’s more that I need to be thrust into the unfamiliar, where I’m alone and left to let travel teach and change me. I yearn for that feeling of humbling and understanding, and I miss that overwhelming feeling of freedom.
I’m hoping that something begins to pan out, so that I’m not constantly stirring and unsatisfied. Sooner or later, some opportunity will present itself so that I will be able to afford all of the possible travels in the world – that I dream of having. I hope and I believe, as that is all I can do for now.
(Photo by Trey Ratcliff)
I’m hoping that something begins to pan out, so that I’m not constantly stirring and unsatisfied. Sooner or later, some opportunity will present itself so that I will be able to afford all of the possible travels in the world – that I dream of having. I hope and I believe, as that is all I can do for now.
(Photo by Trey Ratcliff)
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