A sureal existence.

That's my life. Somehow I often find myself feeling like I'm living in two different worlds. Like I'm not necessarily fully present in this world, in this Domestic existence. I need out.

How I miss traveling. How I miss feeling and seeing the world. And just experiencing everything for myself.

I don't feel fully here as I dream of elsewhere. But then, I'm only there in my dreams...

And what of reality?

G-d how I yearn to get out of here. On my own terms.