Out of Sight…
Sometimes I wonder what it’d be like to just walk across the world.
I have the kind of soul (is that trite?) that desires change whilst recently, my mind has desired knowledge. I’ve been less content with being, and proactively trying to change. I think knowledge and information has only hindered me; it has stained the real me in colours that don’t belong.
So yeah, sometimes I wish I could just escape that. Escape myself I guess. By walking across the world, perhaps I’d find out who I am. Recently a lot of things have presented themselves to me, a lot of things that feel right, a lot of ideas that belong. But something is preventing them from being part of me.
I imagine one day I will look back and wonder where there is a continent between me and my home, with any luck I’ll find this and remember that there already is.