Traveling is like making love for me
In fact I feel as though (sometimes)
it may be the only one I know how to embrace
The world surprises me with its
beauty and endless secrets
the people I hardly know embracing me as their child
I'm scared to make love and to be alone
but, vulnerability keeps me alive
Uncertainty excites me



Imagination
is
Creationism

misinterpretation
is NOT a false reality.