When I was sixteen I took the first big trip of my life. I had been going through a hard time and wasn’t really happy with myself or the world around me. I was sad. Being sad is not a permanent state of mind, but I, being so young, didn’t know that at the time. I needed something to bring me out of my own head, something that would open my eyes to all the wonderful things in the world. That thing turned out to be travel.
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