December 30, 2019
But yes, gratitude. And the will to always try and be good. It's easy for some, it may take some effort for him. But he's leaving, always leaving. Searching for the ideal place, somewhere he won't ever feel the need to leave. Is there such a place, is here really that bad? Maybe so, maybe not. But keep moving, the wind tells him. In another land is the simple life he dreams of. No cars, no lifts, no machinery. Just trees. Earth. A house. A garden. Someone to love. Maybe just being alone is good, too. A place of promise.