Hmm...

My Juniors have been talking about their hopes and dreams in connection with our unit on the American Dream.  This evening as I was walking along the river, I dared to let myself dream... the result was surprising to me:

My dream is to travel the world and write.  

Crazy thing is, the minute I realized this, I got an overwhelming desire to start planning, to get moving.

I don't get this very often...  I'm not really adventurous and I usually take the path of least resistance.

I'm not sure if I'll still feel this way tomorrow, or if I'll still have this same desire to travel when my school-year wraps up and I really can travel... but for the moment, it's powerful, compelling.

Hmm...