It's that time of year

[brynndragon]

I can feel it in my blood. The urge to explore, to find something (someone?) new and exciting. Make new mistakes, learn new lessons, change into a new me. I want to go on a Quest, live an adventure, come back stronger and respected for what I've accomplished.

But it's so vague, and nothing seems to come to mind for what to do with these feelings, so they churn in my belly and make me vaguely ill. . .