It doesn't rain every day. Just every other day.

When the sun shines, you let it shine on you

Once the options increase, settling on one becomes harder.

A day might just be twenty-four hours but sometimes getting through one seems as impossible as scaling Everest.

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams.

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

Travelling's not something you're good at. It's something you do. Like breathing. You can't work too much at it, or it feels like work. You have to surrender yourself to the chaos. To the accidents.