Life and Everything In Between

When asked which country I’d love to visit, I pause — because honestly, my answer is all of them. The world is vast, and had humanity been free of its sins, perhaps we would’ve been free to go wherever our hearts desired.

We live, we die, and no one has ever taken their country to the grave. Not a government, not a flag, not a people. Yet somehow, we still build barriers between ourselves and the earth that was made to be shared.

Still, I dream. I dream of sleeping beneath skies painted with stars, of seeing aurora lights dance across mountaintops while I shiver from the cold. I long to swim in oceans so clear they reflect the heavens above.

I want to see it all.

Not to conquer it, not to claim it — but simply to feel it.

If borders and money didn’t exist, where would your soul long to wander? Describe the place, not just by name, but by feeling. What would you hope to see, smell, touch, or become in that space? Write not just with your mind — write with your heart.