I want to go. I want to pack the car and experience it all. I want to camp in a tent somewhere with a beautiful view and dance by a bonfire on a beach under the stars. I want to stand under a waterfall and let the mist spray my face and paddle board down a natural spring river while a manatee swims under me. I want to jump off of cliffs into the water below and hear my thrilled screams fill the air. I want make a playlist and sing to it with the windows rolled down on some backroad. I want to stop and eat at small diners I have never heard of and talk to the waitress about the hidden gems in her town. I want to take unbelievable photos of all the adventures I have and see how my smile is bigger than ever. I want to go. I want to start living again.