Sitting..
The blood within longs for a spirit of adventure,
can we all travel in groups of where our hearts lead us?
Maybe we’ll end up in Italy to drift down canals, to soak in the sweet European Sun
Maybe we’ll end up in the deep jungles of the East to find ancient mysteries still left to be uncovered,
maybe we’ll end up in the long-winding roads of the mid west that has left all our wandering minds on the road, to be on the road,
lovely thoughts flow through my head and I am dead,
Maybe one day…
