I Want To Get Lost

I want to get lost and get tired, the good kind of tired.

I want to go somewhere and explore that place without having to ask for directions or having to rely on a map. I want to be somewhere where I can be lost in transportation and translation. I want to know what it's like to be the alien, to know nothing about the place and emerge from it fully immersed in the culture and language of that place. I want to fall in love, with new sights and smells and tastes and sounds. I want to relearn and re-appreciate something I already know. I want to be proven wrong and made right. I want get lost.

Also, I want to get tired. The good kind of tired. The kind of tired where you just plop on your bed at the end of the day from too much walking, or swimming or hiking, or laughing. I want to get tired from tasting different delicacies or listening to folklore and stories. I want to get tired from a 3km hike just to see that sunset. I want to get tired from dancing with the elders or singing with the kids. I want to get tired from biking around town or riding on a public transportation downtown. I want to get tired from staying up late because I'm just too happy and excited to fall asleep. I want to get tired.

I want to be somewhere else that isn't here or there. I want to see beyond what my eyes can see, feel beyond what my heart can feel, listen beyond what my ears can hear and love beyond my capacity.

I want to get drunk, with laughter, passion, wine, tears, water and sunshine.

I want to get lost and get tired, the good kind of tired.