I Wanna Taste the Breeze (In Every Great City)

Today, I have officially purchased my tickets. I’m heading to Denver in a week’s time.

I am simultaneously terrified and excited. I’ve been inundated with wanderlust for some time now, an endless itch beneath my skin. It’s not so much  the desire to escape, but to see things I have yet to see. I’ve remained in safety my whole life, always down the road from my family (whether that’s 30 minutes or two hours). I had my first taste of different air when I studied abroad in England. I was instantly hooked, and now my next fix is only days away.

So, I’m in the process of packing my bags, which is more daunting that I expected. My cats are hanging out with my parents at the moment until I have a better idea how permanent the move is. It’s a matter of the securing the job, applying to PhD programs, and hoping that my lungs are satisfied for the time being.

I’m not ready to rest quite yet. We’ll see if my feet feel the same.


Published by Ren Martinez

Ren is a thirty-something Lost Boy whose personal aesthetic is “suspected of witchcraft by local villagers.” She subscribes to cheerful nihilism, the destruction of the patriarchy, and the belief that glitter makes everything better. She is a Richmond-based writer and performer who has fiction and non-fiction work found in a variety of publications, such as The Mary Sue, RVA Magazine, The Quotable, and Nostrovia Press. She is currently the fiction editor and a regular contributor at Quail Bell Magazine. She is also the co-host of the podcast, This F***ing Guy! Find out more at renmartinez.com or read her dumbass tweets on Twitter @itsrenmartinez

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