Traveling is not something you are good at. It is something you do. Like breathing.

Someone wake me when it's over When the evening silence softens golden Just lay me on bed of dover Oh, I need help with this burden "Hush

...no way through it but through it," I tell myself.

It was just one day and it's been just one year. But maybe one day is enough. Maybe one hour is enough. Maybe time has nothing at all to do with it". Willem

Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.

When you make such a large withdrawal of happiness, somewhere you'll have to make an equally large deposit. It all goes back to the universal law of equilibrium.

Traveling isn't something you're good at. It's something you do. Like breathing.