Traveling is life. It's exciting. It's invigorating. It's what I have become most passionate about. It's my release from the daily struggles. It's my anti-depressant; my sanity. I've been too many countries on several continents; I've gone around the world in both directions. Traveling has been my thing for as long as I can remember. Growing up wasn't easy, I moved from place to place between many different homes, so it was only natural that I became accustomed to that lifestyle. Since then, I could never sit ideal, I always felt like the world was calling me. Leaving me subliminal messages and shit. I would have died long ago had I not been able to explore. It's been my therapy and it has healed my soul.