Walk into a room full of strangers and tell them you possess a wanderlust soul, it is more likely than not, that before you would have even managed to sprout out the words they would be ready with the very banal question phrased ahead or a variation of the said enquiry, ‘’Oh, Really? Which is it that you like more, Beach or Mountains?’’. Ever wondered the purpose of such a query? Well, a recently conducted study by the Society for Personality and Social Psychology states that there is a link between your geographical preferences and your personality. In other words, different personalities are drawn to different terrains.
Say you are introvert, then it is more likely that you possess an innate preference for mountains, whereas if you are an extrovert your choice of destination would be a beachfront. If you put some thought into it, you would discover that the alignment of our personalities with our choice of terrain is absolutely discernible . Acquaint yourself with extroverts and you would soon find out that they secretly harbour a partiality to the tumultuous sea. It isn’t that they fail to appreciate the majestic beauty of the formidable and towering mountains, spending time amidst which can put almost everything into perspective, but leave them to their devices for a week in the hills and they would most likely end up pulling all their hair out.
The tranquility that many appear to experience when enclosed by the solid sentinels of time has hitherto evaded most of them, instead the sentiments that they most often undergo are of boredom and restlessness. Mountains which are perceived by many as sheltering guardians of granite instead seem to immure them. Whereas leave them at the shore, laid like flat paper with my chin resting against grains of sand and they could stare at in reverence for days. There are days that they have known crave to watch the tempestuous sea draw breaths and hum deeply. From above it seems no more alive than a pool of water, yet below is more life than the skies above or the the land it kisses. Every drop is inconsequential, nothing in the grandeur of the ocean. But when they all move together, as one body- therein lies the power. From the surface it may remain tranquil for many days, months even, but it’s strength is not gone, merely dormant and it is witnessing this fickleness that makes me feel vivacious.
Perhaps, your sentiments towards the unpredictable and merciless sea repudiate the assertions of many extroverts. Maybe within you the vast expanse of the sea inspires hopelessness and weariness instead of effervescence because the simple truth of human existence is that we don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.