I wish to get lost, to walk down streets I have never seen before. I want to take random buses and see where they will end up at - maybe across town, or just in it or into another one. I want to ask directions of made up places from people on the sidewalks and smile when they say they do not know.
I want to follow butterflies in the morning and firelfies at night.
I want to see things that I never knew existed; hear the birds singing a different tune; let go of myself. I want to travel in circles and end up at where I started. I will need not a single map, not a single plan. I will be careless and throw any caution to the wind. As long as I do not waste my days looking at the same horizon, I will not complain.
This is as far as I know: the world is too big and time is too short.
I know I could have just clicked the little heart in the top corner but this post requires more comment than that. Cha, this is wonderful. Wonderful. You in that dress, and the picture, and the wanderlust. Tonight I will dream dreams of strange streets and a thousand different sunsets. Thank you.
