this is just the first step in the right direction.
i feel that fulfilling this dream of mine will unleash a dream chaser in me.

it’s like that dream flow pipe in me has been clogged. this trip will push through that small but obstinate piece of debris that has kept me home-bound for years now.

i will travel again.

yippie!!!

i’ll go.

europe in may and june 2007. london first for a few days, then gdansk, then wherever we want to go!

yippie!

i am SO excited already!

but somewhere between now and a load of priorities that now seem to b of little relevance, i lost my lust for geographical xploration.

lust, i say, yes, not ‘interest in’, as my travelling used to feel like a compulsion. it was the sort of urgent craving shrieking with red-hot intensity like lola’s voice^{from run lola run}.

then i thought i needed to do and have certain things, u know, things associated with cycles of life. and the lust withered slowly, neglected, battered, always put on the back burner.

perhaps i’m feeling sentimental today, or perhaps it’s those lucky lucky individuals trekking the blue-n-green globe who have inspired these thoughts in me… dunno.

but i remember one moment, last week, on my way to my shrink’s office. the day smiled upon the concrete desert decorated with green sprouts of shrubbery and trees… and i’d recount my previous 2 or 3 weeks in search of what it was that i wanted to discuss in the session i was headed towards.

and then, i had a mental flash, an uncalled for and unexpected eureka moment, a disturbance in an otherwise well-organized and well-heeled life.

what if i just dropped everything and went travelling?

a mere half an hour later my therapist blew that idea off with the faintest of disapproving smiles.
but the memory of the eureka moment remained with me, and i’ve since been thinking about going here and there sometime soonish.