I’d be lying if I said I was immune to fear from change.
Oh hey blog hiatus, how you doin’? From long days of the southern hot sun to wifi glitches, I haven’t found time to sit down and just write. Long term traveling is exhausting, especially without loved ones, and that’s an understatement.
It’s no secret that I’ve always wanted to be a rawkstar.
Vibrating foot steps, cool air, supposed agendas. I spent the day at the airport. Darting eyes, prestigious demeanors. Is it me or do the travelers only aim to appear important. I mean, how important is the destination?