Travel Pops Out My Life’s Claustrophobic Bubble

Go to school, get a nice job and work until you have the money to enjoy your remaining days. That’s what we’re taught that life is all about, right? That seemed to be the blueprint of my life as a lower-middle class American. I have always been smart enough to recognize that that is a wonderful problems to have- I have never worried about hunger or the biting cold Missouri winters. I had loving parents who kept me safe, fed, and educated. Still, somehow, it wasn’t working for me. Continue reading “Travel Pops Out My Life’s Claustrophobic Bubble”