I often call myself a prisoner in my own world, in my own life. Because that's exactly the feeling I get when I'm away from traveling, exploring, going into a new adventure or just get lost in a new place.
The saddest part is that very little people understand how vital is travelling. Some people live like this without knowing the cause of their depression, anxiety, lack of freedom, etc, and some die like this.
I declare myself a travelholic - I may be in love with the mountains and wild places, but what I need the most is a getaway. It might be to:
..a cemetery: Cimitirul Vesel (The Merry Cemetery)
...a monastery: Mănăstirea Bârsana (Bârsana Monastery)
...a waterfall: Cascada Termală Toplița (The Mesothermal Waterfall "Toplița")
...a swamp: Turbăria Lăptici (Lăptici Peat Bog)
...or just a lake: Lacul Bolboci (Bolboci Lake)
It doesn't really matter where you go to unless you escape from daily routines and everything that exhausts you mentally more than any physical effort when you are climbing the mountains or following a track to a wonderful touristic attraction that is waiting impatiently for visitors.
And I know that people are mostly thinking to work hard now and enjoy the life a little bit later, but that's how you fall asleep in your twenties and wake up when you are already too tired to do anything but just sleep and recover all those nights spent at the work, making a project, studying, and then you realize how you wasted more than half of your life doing what people think you need to do, rather than enjoy the life. Because I would rather own a little and explore the world, than own the world but see just a little of it.
All you need to do is to figure out that your health stays in your own arms, and you are the only one who decides how to live - So God damn pack your stuff and go out there to explore the world! It's waiting for you!