I have a dream: quit my job and go travel!

I can’t stop thinking about it, every day, every morning when I wake up to go to work, almost every moment of my life. It is what makes me study, run, smile, love life and work hard every single day. I’m like a drug addicted who lives to get her next doses – I live to travel, but with a loooooong life.  I already scheduled my trips for the next 2-3 years and I have plans to travel till I will be an old grandma’.

A year ago I said I traveled enough for the moment and it’s time to settle for a while. I truly though I can stop any time. I can manage it, I said to myself. But here I am, spending the 2nd weekend in Bucharest after 3 months.  How do I feel? Fidgety! I’m already looking forward for the girls escape on Halloween.

It’s time to face the reality and admited! I’m addicted. I can’t handle it any more. Do I need help? No, thank you, I’m fine with my current doses of trips. Till when? I don’t know, but I know one day, I’ll quit my job, get an one way ticket to somewhere (most probably Latin America) without no plan, live the moment and with no final destination or date defined.

I have a dream: quite my job and go travel with no plans!