Turn left. Turn right.  Carry on straight ahead.

Follow the sound of music or filtered sunshine or a smell that makes your mouth water.  Walk until you find the source, even if it’s never.

This is the art of getting lost.  Of looking at street signs out of curiosity instead of necessity.  Of going down roads and finding either dead ends or the world’s wildest adventures.  Of measuring your days in miles and blisters and which shoes you can’t bear to wear again tomorrow.  Of getting hungry because you forgot to eat before you ventured out of the area full of cafes, or being weighed down by souvenirs because you can’t bear to head home, not yet, not until you’ve seen what’s over here… there… that way.

And at the end of the path, finding a reason to pause, recharge, and then… head out again.

(Written on the beach in Barcelona, Spain)