There’s no way I can escape this one this time. That I can go back to something else. It’s in my veins, running through my body like fire, never tired, never close to burning out. It’s too present, it’s too alive.
No way back

an ode to travelling
There’s no way I can escape this one this time. That I can go back to something else. It’s in my veins, running through my body like fire, never tired, never close to burning out. It’s too present, it’s too alive.
Great post 😁