Reading about wanderlust when you have it but can’t act is “a lot like putting lemon juice in a wound that never heals.” #makesmecry
From J in Seattle:
I was in the shower last night (I think best whilst lathering myself up i guess) and started to think about how I never did what you did and how I wish I had, as I’d always wanted. Like you, I think Seattle blows. It has it’s nice points, but it is what it is - wet, dark, boring. Then I got to thinking about how I’ve been sucked into your book and started thinking about other books like it I’ve read. Turns out a good portion of the books I’ve ever read over my life were nonfiction about one person on some kind of lone or semi-lone adventure, somewhere. So I suppose that’s a lot like putting lemon juice in a wound that never heals, reading about other people doing something I always wish i had.