I once drove 3,604 miles from Anchorage, Alaska to San Francisco, that is further than Seattle to Miami. It changed me. Here is what I wrote before I took off:

I hope to see bears

I hope to swim in more lakes, than showers I take

I hope to say few words, read few statuses

I hope to have no clue what happens to you this week, until you tell me over a coffee, lunch or pint some time

I hope to see bison

I hope to get lost in my head and recall that which is hiding

I hope to dance with trees

I hope to literally stop. And smell the flowers

I hope to see goats and sheep

I hope to lose track of time and just sleep when I'm tired and eat when I'm hungry

I hope to hear silence and thundering waterfalls at the same time

I hope to wander

I hope to name the mountains what I think they should be named. If I am really lucky they will tell me themselves

I hope to breathe the best air of my life and therefore know life

I succeeded in this pursuit and forever changed.