So I’ve been stationary for what, three weeks now?
Stationary meaning my suitcase has been completely unpacked with no immediate travel plans (unless you count our little romantic jaunt to St. Louis last weekend, which when compared to the kind of travel I had been doing since February, St. Louis was the equivalent of going to the grocery store. (I mean, if the grocery store had the most amazing Sunday brunch and thick pillowy beds to laze around in all day with my beloved then yes, totally the same.))
Wanderlust has hit me. “Crave for travel. Ache for distant places.”
I also used to dream about floating above the ground, unaffected by gravity, watching the world turn underneath me. I’m sure some physics major is out there rolling their eyes at me, but when you’re a little kid you can be or do anything, and I wanted to see the world.
Addie has already seen and done more than I had ever done at her age. Travel suits this kid, I hope it’s a curiosity and desire that sticks with her forever.
Next month I move from full time toddler blogger, to part time travel blogger on Babble. Some things have already been put into motion. Things that make my heart sing and my wanderlust twirl. I don’t know what’s in store for me in the future, but I am incredibly excited about it.