Before my visit to the USA, I never believed in such things like Wanderlust or the Travel Bug. Then again before the USA I’d never travelled as extensively as I did in those 7 weeks.
My symptoms of Wanderlust include, absent mindedness, day dreams, loss of appetite (excluding American food), and continuous stories beginning with “when I was in…”. Another effect of this crippling, debilitating ailment is a feeling within me that I need to be constantly saving my money.
Not all of the symptoms mentioned are bad things. I mean I’m eating different things and introducing them to my friends and family, my imagination is on overdrive and my productivity is doubling, and well my bank account is slowly fattening back up. However, some of the negative side effects are making me feel lethargic towards certain aspects of my uni work, and my part time work as well (maybe I need a new job?).
I search for reasons for why Wanderlust hits us. Is it because our lives are so tedious compared to travelling? Could we miss the people we met whilst travelling? Maybe it is some chemical imbalance that is caused by flying long distances?
An answer that I will offer forward is that Wanderlust is a motivation. A motivation that you can use the take yourself places, give yourself reason for stupid things like selling all your items and hitting the road. It drives impulse, thrives on spontaneity, and motivates the impossible.
For the moment being I’ve let Wanderlust guide me. Of course common sense hasn’t given way (I would have sold all my stuff, dropped out of uni and quit my job if I didn’t hold onto my common sense). But for the time being I’m handing myself over to Wanderlust and I’ll see where it takes me.