It was a warm and sunny day with a light breeze that just slightly rustled your hair. I was in the front yard of my childhood home hugging my parents tight as I prepared to leave them for the first time ever.

I just graduated college and was preparing to start my journey throughout the world.

My parents don't really understand my need to explore the unknown, but, thinking I was just in a phase as a twenty year old and would settle down later, they support me completely. My mom had even helped me pack my bags.

I grabbed my bag which I had set down and heard to the train station.

I'm currently writing this from the train

First destination on my study? Strangely enough, Montana.