The picture on the left was taken four years ago today. We were on our way to the airport, with a one-way ticket overseas and only the belongings in our carry-on bags to our name. As we waited for …
Two Years Wandering, Not Lost
I didn’t have to know . . . It was enough to trust that what I’d done was true. To understand its meaning without yet being able to say precisely what it was . . . It was everything. It was my life - …
Deliberately Wandering to Cool Spots on Hot Days
I’d only wanted to be alone. Alone had always felt like an actual place to me as if it weren't a state of being, but rather a room where I could retreat to be who I really was. - Cherly Strayed, …
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