A moment so fast- life, so precious in time, it’s rather easy to overlook the simplicity in essence.Caught up living so entwined within ourselves, our priorities, our work, our lives. The vast majority of us almost seem to be living in a bubble, one of which particularly is on a level that is insusceptible to bursting and often times blind to the beauty of its surroundings.

Life becomes comfortable. It’s what we want- that comfort, a sense of home, belonging. And though this, by no means is wrong, it’s moments when we break free of routine that allow us to completely venture off to the unknown, ultimately filling a void that has yet to even be recognized until it is fulfilled.

In a rather unpretentious place encompassed by nothing more than the glistening drops of the Mediterranean Sea, lies a fascinating small town called Sète… a swirl of constant movement, the streets, ports and canals are filled with life- sea life. The sea, one with humanity, whose very essence cannot be overlooked. Peaceful and gleaming or turbulent and raging, the very emotions within all.
Brilliant.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s the little things we sometimes forget to appreciate, forget to enjoy… [such as] a meal. Taking time to fully taste, savor, relish every bite, every sip, can make your munch that much more.
From beaches, harbors, street lined palm trees and breathtaking sunsets, to cruising coasts, getting lost wandering random roads and standing on what feels like the top of the world, one can truly imagine, or better yet, acknowledge and understand the magnificence of the world around us,
within us.

One thing I know for certain, nothing enhances your life more than travel… if an opportunity arises, don’t let it pass you by. If it doesn’t, make a plan and set free. That day will make you better.

Sète, France
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I miss you