And today ends with some familiar and some new molecules of restlessness, longing and an itch to up and leave.
I am hanging on to ‘this too shall pass’ for dear life.
What do you do when you want something, but you know you may not be happy once you have it? You look the other way and try and erase the memory of what you saw?
Meanwhile, Casper just yawned at all this drama.
And then, there was Amy Winehouse, with her violently beautiful voice, belting out words that felt like they had been strained from my thoughts.
Curse these hormones.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
The Nomad in Spirit 