I want to travel again...feel the wind at my back and the breeze on my face...Isn't it hard to have them both going at the same time though? Who cares, its how I want it all to be. Isn't everything in this world about achieving what you need to live the life you have the way you want it? Well, I want to live my life on the road for a little bit sometime soon. I need help, but I'll do it on my own if I have to. Traveling is my life...even if I have to get myself lost somewhere here at 'home'
Have I ever mentioned that my two favorite things are the smell of salty sea air...and the sting of cold air when its inhaled too fast?
I love mountains, and the ocean, and the winding back roads of the inland interstate which is hardly more than a road into nowhere which gets you to somewhere after passing nearly everywhere. How wonderful it would be to spend all those sometimes as anytimes with you as my someone to get lost with.
I'm holding my breath, oh dear I've stopped breathing.
I've got to wait two years, will you hold your breath with me?
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