drift through the American southwest by motorcycle

I finally watched Diarios de Motocicleta last night. The themes of social change and youthful restlessness resonated deep within me, and I felt like I could finally identify the unease that I’ve been experiencing for these past few years. Today, I sat down at work like I do every M-F, and I looked out the window and just let myself drift beyond the curve of the horizon. I only have one life to live, and when I imagine the new sensations and thoughts that each day of discovery may bring, I want to pack my things and go. I feel inspired to pursue my own trip to change the world and see myself changed.

“People like you and I, though mortal of course like everyone else, do not grow old no matter how long we live…[We] never cease to stand like curious children before the great mystery into which we were born.”
-Albert Einstein, in a letter to Otto Juliusburger