A crazy dream

This time on my blog, I'd like to tell you about a crazy life dream I have.

Generally, society expects that one fulfills other people's expectations, that we adhere to the system and forget any personal instinct that makes us happy, for example, it has become an obligation to study at university, have material goods, or even follow family traditions, such as having children.

However, I have always felt out of place, I do not agree with the city and its cement, the noise of the cars, the metro full of people, generates a great sadness for me.

My dream is to live travelling, to go slowly from place to place, getting to know different cultures and landscapes, to learn from each place where history has set important milestones, I want to see with my own eyes that which is only in the imaginary, in the maybe.

I'm definitely not a hippie tree hugger (I've done it) I take this seriously, I want to make my dream tangible, I'm saving money to buy a van, adapt it and make it a mobile home. It sounds crazy, I know, I've been told that "everyone wants that, but reality is different," however, I believe and am convinced that my reality is created by myself.