The Slow Burn

The one who doesn’t have the urge to wander is someone that lies too often to them self. To not want that rush or satisfying feeling of discovering something new. A street, a town, a person, an epiphany. To deny yourself the possibility of possibility. Depressingly wandering the same roads trying to find something new, only to find your back stepped footprints ingrained in the path.

I’ll travel, I’ll wander, I’ll be alone, I’ll die alone, but I’ll have no regrets.