Climb for Hospice

I don’t wanna’ go.

I said that out loud for the first time yesterday.

I don’t wanna’ go.

I’m afraid to travel alone, I don’t like that my plans aren’t solidified yet, I don’t want to go into a horrendous amount of debt.

I want to do something good for The Hospice, I want to see the world, I want to experience culture, I want to have memories, I want to climb the mountain.

I don’t want to camp, I don’t want to survive on snacks for 23 days, I don’t want to be scared.

I want to share my adventures, I want to go to Zanzibar, I want to see funky animals.

I don’t want to go.

I don’t want to come home.

I don’t want to go.