I want to live my life flying
barefoot through the clouds, staring
out of windows and breaking the surface of water
to land. Some say that I leave too often, I go
walking too much, but
what is wrong with the arriving?
The touching down, the pulling up,
the opening
of doors and stepping out? Nothing wrong
I know, to each their own and mine
is this- I will greet my friends with a smile
and a kiss, and at the end of my trip-
wash, rinse, repeat.
I am going to maybe try to force myself to write things every now and then? We shall see if this helps.
But yes, I enjoy traveling and just recently got back from seeing some very lovely people, huzzah!
barefoot through the clouds, staring
out of windows and breaking the surface of water
to land. Some say that I leave too often, I go
walking too much, but
what is wrong with the arriving?
The touching down, the pulling up,
the opening
of doors and stepping out? Nothing wrong
I know, to each their own and mine
is this- I will greet my friends with a smile
and a kiss, and at the end of my trip-
wash, rinse, repeat.
I am going to maybe try to force myself to write things every now and then? We shall see if this helps.
But yes, I enjoy traveling and just recently got back from seeing some very lovely people, huzzah!
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