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Wanderlust Bedroom: The Art of Not Travelling

I am not really a person who expresses myself in the way I look, I don't dress overly representative of my 'likes' and the way I style myself. But I do represent myself in the way I style my bedroom, which doesn't make much sense as not many people actually see my room.

I suppose the irony lies in the fact that I fill my bedroom with dreams of travelling, when sitting in my room is doing the complete opposite of travelling. It is the art of not travelling, or travelling in the mind and through books.

Underneath it all, wanderlust is a way for yourself to remember that you are not travelling, you are not enriching your mind so wanderlust comes to stay for awhile until you go on an adventure. Lusting after something that isn't going to happen for awhile can make you feel sad and depressed, ultimately giving wanderlust slight negative connotations. But having wanderlust is better than not having it. It is a way to hold onto the threads of the possibility of travel; rather than having travel extinct from your life completely.

After India I had a mad moment and gave most of the things in my room to charity. I would joke with friends saying I'll just have a blanket and lamp in my room. I even contemplated giving away my comics, which in the end couldn't happen. I had to fill my room with memories of a foreign land. Now my room is made up of mainly books and photos. I hope you enjoy this very visual post.

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“How you live your life is up to you. You have to go out and grab the world by the horns. Rope it before it ties you down and decides for you.” ― Sarah Reijonen

  

 “He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.” - J.R.R. Tolkien 
“Because he had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars...” - Jack Kerouac
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I am extremely grateful for the room I have, that I can sleep in a bed in the warmth; safe and sound. Yet still, in a moment I would swap it for the basics of village life.

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