I have known the taste of salt water, and the smell of decaying forests, and the cracks in hundreds of sidewalks. I have loved the gas pedal, and the airport concourse, and the ever-changing time zones. In all of these places, I though I could find a home in not having one; I have chased the sun across the sky so many times, not yet ready to admit, you never catch up.
Friends I met traveling through europe may have only been in my life for a smidge but they left lasting imprints on who I eventually became. Travel, travel , travel!