It's a Monday.

It's a Monday that I catch myself daydreaming.... What did I think I would be doing at this point in my life? I thought that I would be in Africa doing sustainable development or some kind of non-profit work. My hair would always be braided. I would live without air conditioning and wake up every morning to the scents and sounds of Africa.

I would be out doing things everyday. Working with my hands and finally learning how to balance and carry things on my head. I would love the kindness and refreshing dispositions of the down to earth African people. I would eat beignets every Friday. I would know exactly which roads I should avoid during prayer time. I would eat a sandwich from the street vendor for lunch. I'd bask in the soul-warming sun.

Still, I dream of being anywhere but here. It's just one of those days that I wish I was following my dreams. I am no where near where I want to be. I don't want to be settling for this life and regret it all in a few years.

I just want to up and leave. I keep pricing tickets to... elsewhere. One day, I'll buy one and I'll be gone. Off to explore the world. Happy to get away from it all and live my dreams.