What’s Gone, What’s to Come

I feel like I’ve already failed. I’ve missed tons of opportunities to write about my travels. I get enveloped in the experiences and focus on each moment and experience as it’s happening. I taste and breath the experiences, but it seems that I can never slow down for long enough to write about it. It’s hard for me to believe that anything I could possibly write would come anywhere close to encompassing the the actual feelings, sights, and sounds of that moment. I’ve lived in France and traveled to Italy, Greece, England, Mexico, Honduras, Belize, Australia, and New Zealand and have no words to show for it. But it’s passed now and I can no longer recall the unique sensations of every moment, the people, the cultures. They are lost inside of me, a part of who I have become

But now I am going to write, not only to keep others updated but to make sure I can go back to the elements that will have changed me and made me who I am. Traveling and trying to describe the affect it has on me is like trying to describe a taste, no one will truly understand. So my goal is not that, but rather to let you know that I am tasting it to the fullest and to inspire you to get out there and taste it too.

In addition to words, I will record emotion through photos, which I find is more easily done, if done well.