It’s easy to postpone the trip.
There’s always something more practical — the new sofa, the house project, the family vacation, the responsible thing.

The list makes sense. It always does. But here’s what I’ve learned: the responsible thing doesn’t always feed you.

And sometimes, the thing that does isn’t the one that looks sensible on paper.

The Myth of “Later”

We treat travel like dessert — something we’ll enjoy when the real work is done.
After the project. After the promotion. After we’ve earned it.

But the truth is, “after” is a moving target. There’s always something that feels more urgent, more justified, more adult.

Meanwhile, the trip — the one that could stretch your perspective, light you up, give you stories you’ll tell for years — quietly waits its turn.

What You Actually Buy When You Travel

Travel is expensive.
But so are all the things that fill space without filling you.

You can buy the new sofa. You can upgrade the car. You can renovate the kitchen. And it will all look lovely.
But none of those things will replay in your mind at 2 p.m. on a random Wednesday the way a moment in another country will.

They won’t give you nine months of anticipation leading up to it.
They won’t bring you the smell of that perfume you found in Paris, or the sound of a street musician echoing somewhere in your memory.

Those things live differently in you.

The Elixir We Forget About

Travel is a kind of medicine — not the fixing kind, but the remembering kind.
It reminds you how much there is to see, how small your problems look from a café table halfway around the world, and how it feels to be curious again.

It’s the one thing that keeps giving after it’s technically over.
You get a whole new lens on your life just by stepping out of it for a bit.

That’s the kind of ROI that doesn’t fit on a spreadsheet.

Don’t Skimp on You

We all like to think we’ll do it later. When the calendar opens up. When the kids are older. When work slows down.

But the truth is, life rarely makes room — you have to take it.
You have to decide that your joy is worth prioritizing while you can still feel it in your bones.

There will always be something that feels more rational.
But when you look back, you’ll never wish you’d waited longer to live.

So don’t save the trip for “someday.”
Book it for the version of you that’s been waiting for permission to go.

She’s been patient long enough.