I have realized this summer while traveling that what I love the most is the loss of being drawn in and captured by the myriad of daily demands and trivialities that shrink our world to only the microcosm around us. It allows me the time and mental awareness to expand beyond myself, almost losing myself, while gaining a larger consciousness and spirituality. I know it sounds religious, but it is not at all. It is more an existential and holistic existence. And a freedom I don't want to trade for anything.

Walking out the door of a small cluttered room and into the wide open world filled with wonder.