Wanderlust

Lately I've had a yearning for Africa. Do we all yearn for Africa?

I stare at the map on my wall, on which there are no red dots stuck to the African continent. Truth be told, there's a few continents without red dots. There used to be green, blue, and yellow dots on the map as well, but everyone always asked what the different colors represent, so I wanted to stick with red. My dot stickers are old now and don't stick very well. I just superglued red dots on top of all the yellows, greens, and blues. My fingers are covered in superglue. Boston? How did I miss Boston? Boston got its red dot- I ran the Boston marathon in 2014.

Staring at Africa, my eyes graze over the different colored countries. Where could I go in Africa? Morocco? Yes, maybe some day. But that's not what I'm yearning for. Egypt. Yes. That's what my heart wants right now.

"Right now?" Mike asks when I tell him.

"Well no. Right now I'm going to go for a run. Then eat breakfast." I wonder about the current state of Egypt and decide that at least for the next few months, I don't have time for Africa. I'll spend a week in Hawaii a month from now, I'm spending another summer in San Diego, one more trip with Emily before school is back in session. Then I've got to work on graduating.

Last night I dreamed I was in India, making curried lentils.