What am I running from?

Relaxing with a view of Mt. Vesuvius on the Almafi Coast.


Matt Kepnes’ (aka Nomadic Matt) recent post on Medium got me thinking about whether or not I’m running from something when I travel and if that’s why I crave it so strongly.

The truth is, I’m scared. Scared of living only a “normal” life full of mundane moments. Scared of shuffling through the motions of living, never feeling fulfilled and waking up one morning to realize I’m miserable. Scared of feeling trapped by the life I’ve built because it turns out it isn’t what I really want. So in the end, yes I suppose I am running away from all of that. But, like Matt, I’m also running towards something, seeking something.

What am I searching for? That moment of pure contentment. They’re hard to find, what with the pressure of bills, relationships, friendships, work, chores, errands, and on and on. But that moment when you’re not thinking about any of those things, when you feel 100% worry free and present. In that moment, you know true, unspoiled happiness. Will I find that feeling? I already have.

On a sunny beach on the Almafi coast, watching the sun rise standing atop Half Dome in Yosemite, climbing through the thousands of gates at the Inari shrine in Kyoto, laughing with friends over apertivo in Rome. That’s what I’m chasing, and I’m chasing it all over this globe.



Hi, I'm Heather! By age 17, I had visited all seven continents and fully developed an obsession with traveling. I feel most alive when I'm learning about other countries and cultures, meeting locals, and discovering beautiful places. My goal of this site is to help you get the most out of your adventures!

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