I wasn' really thinking about it, but it hit me cuz I was suddenly happy. I was thinking of food. Steak and Mashed Potatos. Then I thought about things that made me happy, and I thought traveling. Traveling makes me happy. Just something about it.. When I went to Mexico I was happy, something about planes and tickets and buses and sun and walking and not knowing what will be next. Walking to the beach in Huatulco, hearing the waves, smelling the ocean even though i couldn't see it.
I am the happiest when I travel.
