dreams are dreamt
in vivid Technicolor
glorious summer days
of blazing white sunlight
and red hot love boundless exhilaration
daring
dreams
sublime soundtrack of the purest heart
crescendo
alas, dreams are dreamt
not to interfere with reality
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Summer 2008
About Me
- [.:: julia ::.]
- I call the living, I mourn the dead, I chase the lightning.
Wanderlust -- "a trip, or a need to understand one's very existence,
that starts with the first step of a long journey"
-- Travels and ramblings -- summer of 08 and beyond ---
Prologue: The end of MIT, the beginning of wanderlust Julia
Welcome to the chronicles of my wanderlust :-)
Everything this upcoming year brings --- (I think) this is what I have been wanting for a long while.
Everything this upcoming year brings --- (I think) this is what I have been wanting for a long while.
My last few days at MIT were absolutely amazing, I'm not even going to try to describe it. But those who know, know :-)
As much as I have come to enjoy (I don't think I can say love yet, but maybe almost?) MIT over this past year, the eternal wanderlust of my heart will not quiet down. I thought college away from home would pacify me, but I am still restless, even more than before.
Wanderlust is not just about walking, it's an irresistible desire to wander, to travel. Wanderlust is a primitive instinct of the whole body and soul, awake in different levels for different people. For me, it is always awake, never quiet, insatiable -- whispering in my ear, tugging my heartstrings away from wherever I am at present. My gaze constantly wanders off to the distance, to something more than what I have now. I don't know what I am searching for. I am searching for a sense of belonging, a peace of mind, an understanding of beauty... I just know I haven't found it yet.
"It can be understood more at a deep level of the human condition as a search for a new philosophy, religion or place. After gestation in the mind, wanderlust, like a locomotive chugging to final destiny, then takes a body on a restive trip that takes long time to accomplish.
As much as I have come to enjoy (I don't think I can say love yet, but maybe almost?) MIT over this past year, the eternal wanderlust of my heart will not quiet down. I thought college away from home would pacify me, but I am still restless, even more than before.
Wanderlust is not just about walking, it's an irresistible desire to wander, to travel. Wanderlust is a primitive instinct of the whole body and soul, awake in different levels for different people. For me, it is always awake, never quiet, insatiable -- whispering in my ear, tugging my heartstrings away from wherever I am at present. My gaze constantly wanders off to the distance, to something more than what I have now. I don't know what I am searching for. I am searching for a sense of belonging, a peace of mind, an understanding of beauty... I just know I haven't found it yet.
"It can be understood more at a deep level of the human condition as a search for a new philosophy, religion or place. After gestation in the mind, wanderlust, like a locomotive chugging to final destiny, then takes a body on a restive trip that takes long time to accomplish.
In short, wanderlust is a trip, or a need to understand one's very existence, that starts with the first step of a long journey." (Wiki)
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