I love it when I get to travel because I often meet interesting people and have more time to reflect and really pay attention to the details around me. I wish I did this more in my everyday life, but the pace is too fast. I’m afraid in my fast-paced life that I’m missing it—life, people, everything.
But when I travel, everything is perfect. I could live my whole life wandering and be happy. I used to think my wanderlust was a bad thing—that I should want to have a normal, stable life. But I don’t like the idea of getting too comfortable. I don’t ever want to find myself in a place that doesn’t push me or challenge me. If there’s one thing I know about ENTJs, it’s that we need new, exciting things, or we shrivel up and die. I have to keep my curiosity alive.
The news flash for me though is that it’s okay to be a wanderer. Biblical, even. We are strangers and wanderers, and it’s okay to long for a thing that we can’t have today—that we won’t have in this life at all. I really, truly am looking for a city. That’s no joke. And I fully realize that I’ll both never find it and already have, and that’s okay by me.
And so I’ve come to terms with being a wanderer and feeling unsettled. I’ve come to terms with the unfinished and the incomplete. It’s all a work in progress, and this is not the end.
Beka is the Director of Lifecycle Marketing at a hypergrowth startup serving churches and nonprofits. In her free time, you can find her gardening, crafting, reading, traveling, throwing dinner parties, writing, playing board games, watching films, building LEGO cities, and/or drinking fancy bourbon cocktails.