I know theres something out there for me

I began my morning like always, cracking my eyes open to see if I still have time to sleep a little while longer. If I don't, then I slowly get to my feet and freshen up. The day after christmas, and I awake in a not so good mood. I surrounded myself around family the previous two days, I've made jokes, smiled when I had to, spoke when asked a question, and when the food was ready I stuffed my face but still something was not right. Something in me was blocking all the happiness that I've been feeling for a while now.

Starring blankly at the snow falling magically to the ground, I could not help but yearn for my body to be some where else. Somewhere I have never been, where I had to use other forms of communication to get what I wanted and where the strangers looked so familiar. I want to indulge in other cultures, soak myself in human history, pick up great habits from women in different countries and find undiscovered music. From my earliest memories, I would get lost looking out the window, wanting and hoping for some distant relative to come and take me with them. He or she would introduce me to a whole new way of living. We would sail the unforgiving seas, fly the spacious skies, trail the dangerous forests and search hidden caves. I would drink water from streams, runaway from wild animals and after all my crazy adventures, meeting new people, and gaining some insight on life; I would head back home and apply everything that I've learned to my life.