The thought of leaving what you once knew so very well behind for a moment can be intimidating, yet exciting. Seeing new faces, hearing the unfamiliar, tasting the new.

From the very beginning, we were given the gift of the world, so why would we stay in one place for the rest of our lives? Why would we only give ourselves a small portion of it?

Would it bother you if you were told to stay in one place for the rest of your life, without seeing new land? Only limited to the town or city you are currently in?

Wouldn't you feel caged up and victimized, that you have to stay put and not experience the world for what it is? Limited indulgence. Bland repetition.

I believe we were put on this world to travel, and to see our planet and all of its beauty. We have to keep moving in order to keep an open mind because once we step out of our comfort zones and experience the new, we'll accept it.

It's only healthy to constantly shift our perception of life. Only if it's for the better.

We need to stay captivated and inspired. We need to feed our inner learner by diving into new worlds. New restaurants. New towns. New forests. New friendships. New strangers.

No wonder why people live with dark clouds over them. They probably decided to settle down in one place too soon. Might as well have signed their soul over to boredom. Yearning for a zest.

Something to get the gears going. Something that makes the heart beat with purpose.

Why is it that buying a house in your 20s and 30s is the norm? Our years of freedom and curiosity spent trying to settle down! See the problem?

I want to be able to keep moving, experience different neighborhoods, breathe the way of their life in, and learn something along the way. I've told people numerous times that I didn't have the desire to buy a house for years. They'd just give me a look like I was way out of line.

There isn't anything wrong with wanting to live in an apartment for a long time. Maybe I want to sample different lifestyles just so that I'm not stuck in a dull routine of washing the white fence every other Sunday. The American Dream is kind of a drab to me.

There's also nothing wrong with wanting to live in a house, either. Just make sure you get it out of your system first and foremost before the flame goes out.