As anti climatic and very much a boring idea. I think we have over stimulated the idea of traviling when we bearly know the dirt beneath our feet. That and no matter where you go, you are always there. Your problems, your issues, your soul. So why are we dreaming of far away place to cure our stress.
Now saying that even if it was a exploritive trip, then what you left in you back yard was far more intresting then the tropics. I think the industry of fanatical cures to things has become obsurd. To say a honeymoon away from your own lives to start another in a country that is not your own is kinda weird. I would if you had passtion in you life that you would want to share that passion with another. Using the concepts of your passion to create a honeymoon for not just the body but soul to start anew is surounded by the things you love. Not just things the world says is pretty. I will not doubt the beauty of a tropical island, I think that the wondering mind is far more then we could handle in the beauty it holds. I like to think of the millions of footsteps that have proceeded me when I even walk the deepest parts of the woods. How many eyes have seen the beauty in the stone that lays so simply right there. When press my hand into the tree to lean on, how many hands have used this very spot to take this rest. You would be surprised if you just looked is beneath the ground many have no notice too. How many trees we pass without thought have been the spot were the greatest love has been found. How many times has this creek been jumped by children just freely finding what we have lost so long ago. I feel humanity is running away what is should be to what is wants to be. Alot of people want to be alot of things when if they just stop and look they are already everything they want to be, alive.
I find myself waning and in need of coffee
Much LoVe
Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.
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