Lately, all I’ve wanted is to be inspired. Inspired to dream. Inspired to know that there’s bigger things out there waiting to be experienced. Inspired to think outside the box of my own little world as I know it.
When I was younger, one of my secret wishes was to be a photographer for National Geographic. I loved reading the magazines, marvelling at the extraordinary photos that someone got to take. Yes, some other person was in that place that I could only stare at on the page before me.
They got to view that beautiful landscape in person, or witness that animal as it was gliding in motion. I would daydream that I was that world explorer, riding along the Serengeti in Africa in a jeep, waiting for the opportune moment to capture something crazy spectacular that unfolded before my eyes.