I'm kinda sorta never not thinking about traveling.
But I've been thinking about it a little bit extra as of late.
One thing I absolutely love about getting older is that the friendships you make don't just stick close to home. They branch out. They grow.
Whether it's because you've gone and visited new places and made new friends along the way or because your close to home friends move away themselves. The latter is always bittersweet, but I mostly love it. Because going to visit those friends just gives me an excuse to visit another new place.
But anyway. I have the travel bug.
I'm ready to go somewhere new and see some new things.
And maybe make some new friends while I'm at it.
Because, more often than not, those kind of friends end up being the best kind.