escape

mimi, mwenyewe, na i

(me, myself, and I)

Money’s no object, school is out of the picture, my life is finally in my own hands. Now what. Now I make my way to Africa, now I venture out to see the world with my own eyes, I walk along the African plains, now I attempt to surf the African oceans. My once in a life time trip will always and forever be Africa. I would set out to see a land where man has not yet tampered with. I would visit the villages where man walks bear foot. Some of my journey will bring me to tears from its beauty and other aspects of my journey will make me fall to my knees from sorrow. Regardless of why I may fall or why I may cry this trip will my escape from the world. This would be my escape from discussions about the stability of the United States government, or the pointless argument that take places in classes. My once in a life time trip will be what i want it to be. I will walk side by side with the African wild, I will hold hands with a child who is not the least bit concerned with my social standing at school. I will learn new and incredible things from the people who will surround me and the nature that will capture my attention within seconds. My escape will give me peace, it will give me happiness, and I will give hope to those who I meat during my journey.

Now I get to chose.