juillet 17, 2003
wanderlust
the wanderlust is coming to call again, my old friend. my feet are itchy and not helped by jewel-toned discussions of egypt and mexico, of morocco and dubai, of sunlight and sandstorms and the stale air of history.
i live in one of the world's most exciting cities--arguably the most exciting--and yet i spend hours daydreaming about getting away. i don't need to go far; i don't need to wake up in hong kong tomorrow, i don't need to take a soujourn with a bedouin tribe. all i want is to jump in a car and go somewhere, to watch the horizon unspool in front of me. somewhere where the roads are dusty and you can see sky for miles. to watch the world go by and listen to the radio fading in and out as you look up at stars you'd forgotten existed.
Posted by shivery at juillet 17, 2003 09:44 AMComments