something different

i had a dream of painting
taking tours of other places
and dancing from one end of the earth to the other
so i did
i packed and left
one pencil
my imagination and me
on cold nights i wore a
sweatshirt
college letters on the front
representing dreams
so i went there
a pen
a notebook and an empty mind
i had the luxury of touring
museums
reading famous words
and listening to history
i wanted one meal
so i went
wearing a tie
a fork
a glass of wine and crème brûlée
i moved
for a chance to see 
something different