ever look up?

today my mum picked me up after the same old boring day at collage, i looked up at the ever expanding gray sky and for the first time ever i honestly felt depressed. Their i was driving along the same old road I've known all my life, going into the same old house, doing the same old things.

When i looked up i saw 5 different planes all heading in different directions. All i wanted to do was run straight to the nearest airport and jump on the next plane outta here. For as long as i remember i have wanted to move to New York, don't ask me why, i just love the idea of such a vibrant city. More recently I have started to want to go to California, more so LA. I have this crazy idea in my head of travelling around the world seeing sights, meeting people i will never forget. This is my dream, while others dream of attending Cambridge, becoming doctors achieving amazing things, all I dream of is travelling.

I sometimes sit and listen to my friends talking about university and future jobs and panic. It's not that I don't want to work, but I honestly have ZERO idea about what I want to do. All i want to do is go to America. Sometimes my friends look at my strangely whenever i mention USA, like the don't understand, to be honest sometimes I don't understand my 'obsession' with the place

Seeing those planes in the sky made me realise something, I desperately want to move to America and Iam determined to go.

I'll send you all a post card!!:))