Waking up at the crack of dawn, so tired from the lack of sleep from the night before, living out of your suit case, rushing to wherever need be until after midnight and finally returning for the evening and crashing until the next day when you have to get up and do it all over again.
This is what makes me feel alive. Traveling to a place and starting a new adventure is something that makes me come to life. I love being so preoccupied by the life that is going on around me that I don't dwell on my own problems because I'm so focused with the beauty around me. I love soaking up the atmosphere wherever I travel. The rush of excitement when you explore a new place, the new people, the new sites, the new food, everything.
When I'm traveling, I feel like a brand new person, but maybe because that's when I really come to life.