Ever have a completely irrational desire slowly occupy more and more of your thoughts? It's a good thing I am temporarially deprived of a car and access to good public transportation, or I would have left work this morning for the open road.

In hindsight, I can see that I've had the desire to wander for well over a year now, but I've really only noticed it as it has become more pronounced over the past few months. It's not that I'm unhappy where I am; in fact I'd probably prefer to stay in DC for grad school. I do, however, want to leave it behind for some vague period of time, not to settle anywere else, just to drive and walk and journey.

I call the desire irrational since I'm not particularly unsatisfied with my life or surroundings; I simply feel the need (seemingly more and more each day) to grab a friend or two, ample music, and little else and drive until I'm tired, then stay in a cheap motel and repeat the next day. (Sorry for the run-on sentence)

Anyone else have this experience in their early twenties?

Bal"I wanna be like that bear and that frog in that movie with all the Muppets. What's it called again?"anthalus