I want to travel alone. I want to go to distant places, lands unknown, with unfamiliar people and unfamiliar sights. I want to meet their locals and try authentic dishes. I want to walk through the populated streets of China, shoulder to shoulder with its residents. I want to stand under a cherryblossom tree in Japan, get showered with its petals. I want to ride a bike on a deserted street in South Korea. Eat desserts in Paris. I want to experience everything the world has to offer. I want to live, to find myself, to fall in love with the person I will be. I want to be happy. I want to be truly, genuinely, startlingly happy.