Well here I am… I’ve packed my bags. Again. And I’m about to hit the road one more time. Like I’ve been willing to do for the past forty days or so. Yet, there’s a nostalgia in leaving the place where I come from, and saying goodbye to some very…
Sometimes, there isn't much to say.
Sometimes, there is no need for grand gestures and declarations.
Sometimes, the most simple is the most beautiful.
Sometimes, just a few pretty, heartfelt words are enough.
No, I won’t say anything. I won’t say anything just yet. Because I don’t want you to hear the words, I want you to see them – I want you to feel them. I want every bone of your body to crack to the sound of them, every beat of your heart to ache beautifully and delightfully in your chest.