Romans & histoires I Want An Adventure In The Great Wide Somewhere

“I can try. But I can’t guarantee anything.” He sighs, resting his head back on the couch. “At least it’s worth a shot. I really want to do this. I want to do what Uncle Mason does. His life is so adventurous. He travels places, meets new people. I want that. I want to be like him. I want to explore. I want to experience things I haven’t experienced before. I just want to be free. But Dad doesn’t want to listen.”

Like everything else, she'd fallen in measures, making it damn near impossible to know for certain until it slapped him in the face. And to think, he almost let her go. On the spot, he decided to sell Gallivanting Adventures. He'd take Raven and Aubrey all over the world. That would be his next thrill. Family. No more desks, no more schedules. He loved the outdoors, had started something solid with his company, but it was time to pass the torch. If he wanted to fish or hike or climb, he damn well would. Either Raven would come with him, or he'd hurry home to find her waiting.

"You've made enough money; you have a car and an apartment." Plus, Emily lived in Rock Castle—the right side of town. "I want more than a car and a nice apartment. I want to travel and see the world, fuck a random stranger in Greece, swim with the whales in Cape Town, and bungee jump off the Himalayas. Natalie, there's so much I haven't done and still want to do, and Dreams will pay for all my adventures." "But you get paid to have sex." "So?" Emily shrugged. "Some people hate having sex with their spouses, and they don't even get paid for it. I don't see why I can't make money from something I love."

Willow had decided to be happy, and every time a bad emotion tried to overwhelm her, she forced herself to choose happiness, to look on the bright side of things. “So?” I ask. “What do you want to do today? Do you want to invite the gang over for a cookout, or maybe just stay in bed? You name it, we’ll do it.” “I thought maybe a picnic at the cabin,” Adare says. There is a strange kind of urgency in his voice. “Please,” he added.

"The only problem is that Seville is more than 1000 kilometer away from the Irati forest. That is where we are currently. Maybe you should pick something closer." "What do you suggest we do? This is your home town after all. You lead I will follow." Max sits quietly for a while. Then it looks like there is a light bulb that went on in her head. "Well, buckle up. This is going to be a bumpy ride." Max starts the car and drives to the highway. 40 minutes later we stopped in the parking lot of an amusement park. I can see the pure childlike happiness in Max's eyes. We got out of the car. Max locked the car and came around taking my hand and pulling me towards the gate.

"Already did. He said, and I quote, 'wherever Freya wants to go.' So where do you want to go?" The question catches me off guard. I've spent so long fighting for survival, for acceptance, for basic rights that I haven't thought about simple wants. Where would I go if I could go anywhere? "Somewhere quiet," I hear myself say. "Somewhere beautiful. Somewhere that's just... ours." Three days later, Adrian and I are boarding a small plane to the Pacific Northwest.

I'm trapped in a never-ending loop at the Aurora mall parking lot, looping around like a deranged NASCAR driver. The speakers are shaking with the force of Katy Perry's "USA" anthem because, well, what else is there to do when you've finished all your classes, don't have hockey practice, and have your friend’s car? Ari's sparkling white Jeep Wrangler is my trusty steed for this aimless adventure. She's kind enough to let me borrow it since she barely touches the thing.

I also earn well and don’t rely on them financially. So now it’s the first day of my adventure. My stuff and all sorts of tools that I might need are packed in the back of my vehicle. It’s like my car will be my home from now on. Where am I going? I don’t even know! I’ll just follow where the road takes me. I’m heading out of the city and taking the road toward the provinces. I think exploring nature is more fun—places full of trees, lakes, rivers, sand, the ocean, and so much more. Maybe I’ll meet a guy along the way, spend time with him… and maybe even get a taste of some local man! I bet they taste exotic! I giggled at the thought, and I felt my core moisten.

Ask curious. “I meant it when I said I want t live and being here feels like I’m breathing for the first time in a very long time.” She says smiling at me sweetly. “If I wasn’t scared shitless I would pack up my car and drive until I find a little haven for myself.” She says looking at me her eyes sparkling a little. “I’m your adventure guy, so you’ll tell me when you’re ready to take that leap.” I say and she raises her brows at me.

I wanted to see you badly because I miss you Whoahh Did I really say that? Wow She looks shocked BLUE MAID What? He missed me? He made that up because he wanted to see me? But why I don't understand I wanted to speak but I didn't know what to say Adrian : I.. Well, I'm traveling soon. I won't be around for something. So I wanted to see you and tell you I scratched my head I was still standing in that position Me: ohhh, where are you going? Adrian : to Glasgow, the government house Grand Opening