Wanderlust’s Journey

Wanderlust’s Journey

Every day, I set my sights,
On a world that’s vast, full of delights.
Traveling, I’ve become a nomad, free,
Eight long years of endless journey.

Three best gigs I hold so dear,
Each moment filled with pure career.
From the vibrant streets of Tokyo’s might,
To the Scottish highlands, a poetic flight.

In the charming land of Tuscany’s grace,
I captured hearts with culinary embrace.
As a chef, I danced with spices and flair,
Creating feasts beyond compare.

A different tale unfolds, my soul recoils,
As I recount the gigs that tested my toils.
From the blistering heat of the desert’s abyss,
To the snowy peaks where avalanches hiss.

Digging through ruins, quite the endeavor,
Archaeological quest that haunt me forever.
Through ancient tombs and fleeting time,
My craft intertwined with history’s prime.

And in the depths of shadows unknown,
I faced the unknown, fear overthrown.
Investigating the paranormal’s domain,
Searching for answers amidst the arcane.

Though years of travel have taken their toll,
My spirit rejoices, ever causing a thrill.
For within these gigs, the best and the worst,
My wanderlust’s fire will never be cursed.