Some people get cabin fever, or spring fever. I get "itchy feet". I feel an overwhelming urge to go someplace. Maybe I'm nomadic deep down in my genetic code. And when I say "go someplace", I don't mean Vegas, or down de oshun (as they say here in Bawlmer). I want to go to Tanzania, or Madagascar or New Zealand. Someplace where I can feel, to my core, that I am someplace else.
the urge is powerful, almost all-consuming. I am drowning in travel brochures. I can't afford to go anywhere, but I have a credit card and it isn't close to maxed out. And its tugging, tugging at me, waves rushing from the shore. I wanna go, I wanna, I really wanna.