I am about to embark on my first ever adventure as a solivagant. My enthusiasm and thirst for adventure is clouded with doubt and anxiety, not because I am traveling alone, but due to the fact I am in full control of how I decide to make use of my time. I do not fear harm from others or calamities. I do fear that solitude of being in the parts unknown make me lose my sense of direction in life, but at the same time, it could also be an opportunity for self-realization. This journey is significant. It is crucial to who I will be in the next few books of my life. I do not seek eternal happiness, but a sense of direction as to who I am and what I need to become. This journey is about discovery of oneself in the midst of a transition from being naive to someone capable. Inspiration from cultures, lives, and people is what I crave from this travel. Our lives are too cluttered with the idea of living a busy life that we tend to lose our humanity. Maybe this trip will inspire the thought of wander.
"Not all who wander are lost"
Although this is a defining line for many, one must not forget the rest of the poem.
"Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king." - J.R.R. Tolkien