It’s hitting me again.
This thing they call the travel bug.
I’m spending hours googling islands, sighing at the wonders of the world.
Gazing at my laptop screen, tabs become smaller as they multiply.
But how to escape this thing they call work?
To travel one needs money.
And to make money one has to work.
And to work, well, that takes up time.
the travel bug is hitting me again.
A weekend trip it shall have to be.