Learning Me

I miss traveling alone. You go out there thinking you'll learn about people and places, yes, but you'll also end up learning more about you. What you're afraid of. What you're capable of. The strangers you have no choice but to talk to and ask for help. The food you try for the first time you thought you'd love it but not really. The new allergies and remedies you discover when you fall sick. The bus you miss, the wrong route you take, the immigration officer who brings you into a nervewracking room, the disgusting tourist testing your patience, the stolen wallet and surprisingly, you don't panic. You go here and there, miles and miles, planes and trains, just to bring yourself to meet... you.