Flying High

Late nights and early mornings.  There is something about the anticipation that keeps me awake.  Reminiscent of that little kid who was invited to the birthday party and picked out their outfit weeks prior because they were so excited.  Keeps me wondering and eager to embrace the inevitable.  That is, greeting of friends, familiar places, and the smells of what I used to call home.  

It's been a while since I have traveled.  I grew fearful of what society told me to be afraid of and in the midst of that I stopped living, just a bit.  Being at this altitude there is a certain freedom that comes along with it.  A certain frame of mind and an escape into my imagination.  That is a wondrous place to be.  If you know me, then you know.

Life has shown me so many things. While I travel from one side of the world to another I miss the new place I call home already, but I cannot wait to embrace the familiar memories.  The best friend, the dog who truly loves me and the energy that I will soak up like a sponge in a never ending stream.  

I realize that I have missed this.  All of it.  Well, this is just the beginning.  I'm flying high and enjoying this journey and taking all of you along with me.

​So...pack your bags and let's go!

​~AJ ✈️