I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife.
Still a long way to go.
"My altars are the mountains and the ocean."
"Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary."
“When you’re traveling, you are what you are, right there and then. People don’t have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.”
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I think I’m experiencing pre-quarter life crisis.
So, where can I admire the milky way in all its glory?