“I cannot be still for long. There is a riot in me all the time. A needy, restless voice in my heart endlessly urging me onward. I ache for new experiences and my hunger for adventure is boundless. My entire life is a perpetual loop of longing for something else.” – Beau Taplin
… And then there was a restlessness that settled on me, as if something were missing, something I was yet to discover and I knew that I had been looking in all the wrong places, there was an unfamiliar feeling in my routine leaving me unsatisfied, like an out of body experience watching myself stride through each day feeling nothing but emptiness. I knew that the thing I am seeking does not exist within my comfort zone so I sprinted to the edge, looked out to the horizon, I felt fear tug at my heart but felt my wings start to expand as if they had been preparing for this moment, I began at the pace of someone who is obviously terrified but rapidly the urge for adventure gnawed at my fear and I leaped towards the unknown. There was an unexplainable feeling within me that knew there was something important out there, something buried within skyscrapers and outlandish customs and so I wore my avidity for adventure on my sleeve and began my journey of self discovery
a South African. an ambivert. a writer. a reader. a story teller. a banter enthusiast. a postcard lover. a foodie. too curious. a shower singer. a photographer. a Sagittarius. a mediocre driver at best. a milkshake lover. a McNuggets junkie. a Redbull drinker. an insomniac. a restless leg syndrome sufferer. a poop emoji fanatic. a cat lover. a seeker of culture. a risk taker. an ear ready to listen. a shoulder to cry on. a lover. a clutz. a stargazer. a people watcher. a traveler. a nomad. a teacher. a learner. human.