“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.”
― anaïs nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 7: 1966-1974
The journey for some….is a constant craving…
The word homesteading…is for some…a long winding road…with exits that promise comfort with a view
Is it dreaming awake a journey…
Or..
Is it the song of another’s soul…calling out for company….
All roads lead to a departure…..from something or someone…..
Grief goes a million miles….without a rest stop…….
“The seeker embarks on a journey to find what he wants and discovers, along the way, what he needs.”
― Wally Lamb, The Hour I First Believed
