and not just those trips to a 711 in the middle of the night or the city just outside of yours. i mean getting on a bus with no plans and just hopping on the next trip to another town that’s 7-8 hours away from where you live then going home before the night deepens. honestly one of the points of living. if you haven’t done a one night only trip for unfamiliar coffee at a hole-in-the-wall cafe, stroll around town with a road that’s too narrow or just breathe in the air that’s fresh yet different than what your lungs are used to, then what are you really waiting for? get out there and explore the world. you’ll thank yourself for this doing this on a whim
