My apartment is sort of my sacred space. I dedicate a lot of time and energy into making it cozy and comfortable. I can happily spend hours on end inside these 500 square feet. On occasion I have been to known to spend a week only leaving to go to the grocery store and taking my dogs for walks. But somewhere in my personality, wrapped beneath my domestic exterior is a desire for the unknown.
I start to feel anxious for no reason. I start to crave something I don’t have. When I get that feeling there is no use trying to resist; I have to break free.
Unlike other types of adventure, everyday adventure doesn’t require me to give up my lease, or quit my job. It opens my eyes to the beauty that surrounds me and it makes me more grateful for the place I am.