Time for change

Today i woke up to that all too familiar feeling... I need to get away. Some people have drug, gambling, alcohol addictions; i have an addiction to traveling. The need for a change in scenery. I need the air to smell different. I'm not really sure when this began, but something tells me it was fostered by traveling with my grandparents all the time when i was little. Some of my fondest memories involve packing up a suitcase and disappearing with my grandparents for weeks at a time.... to this day thats all i really need to be happy.