nomad

I lean back against the velvet-cushioned seat and close my eyes to the sound of hooves pounding hard against the cobblestone streets. Their clip-clopping harmony keeping perfect tempo with the rumble of carriage wheels, affording a sound as sweet as any symphony I've ever heard. It's the sound of escapeThe sound of goodbyeA sound that's served to soothe me in the past, providing the much-needed assurance that the unwelcome inquiries and suspicions of newly alerted acquaintances would soon fade - allowing for a brief respite in a new location, before I'm on the move again.I'm a gypsy.A nomad.A vagabond.A drifter.

Encouragement of sedentarism is perhaps the oldest "state project," a project related to the second-oldest state project of taxation.

I am running and singing and when it__ raining I__ the only one left on the open street, smiling with my eyes fixed on the sky because it__ cleaning me. I__ the one on the other side of the party, hearing laughter and the emptying of bottles while I peacefully make my way to the river, a lonely road, following the smell of the ocean. I__ the one waking up at 4am to witness the sunrise, where the sky touches the sea, and I hold my elbows, grasping tight to whatever I__e made of myself.

There's more to a person than flesh. Judge others by the sum of their soul and you'll see that beauty is a force of light that radiates from the inside out.

Building bridges is the best defence against ignorance.

Successes are those highlights of life we look back on with a smile. But it's the day to day grind of getting them that defines the laugh lines etched until the end of time. Enjoy each moment along the way

It__ the __veryday_ experiences we encounter along the journey to who we wanna be that will define who we are when we get there.

There is no such thing as loving a child too much.

Without struggle, success has no value.

If you didn't earn something, it's not worth flaunting.

Travel is costly yes, but it pays dividends too.

Explore, Experience, Then Push Beyond.

The freedom of the open road is seductive, serendipitous and absolutely liberating.

We love our partners for who they are, not for who they are not.

At some point, you just gotta forgive the past, your happiness hinges on it.

There is strange comfort in knowing that no matter what happens today, the Sun will rise again tomorrow.

Be a team player, not a bandwagon jumper.

The highway of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.