Finding Inner Wilderness in the Desert

I used to think I had to travel around the world to find and be wild. I traveled in search of myself. Collecting passport stamps and how to say “cheers” in dozens of languages. Seeking foreign flavors, spices, traditions and customs. Turns out, I wasn’t looking hard enough at home. Everything I was seeking was right under my nose, and so was my own inner wild. Just waiting to be unleashed in the grandest of ways.