adventuring

The world continues to move on like I was nothing more than a one night stand.

As if the salty kisses from the sea that still ghost across my lips or the sweet echos of the forest breath against my skin meant nothing. As if the way the sandy finger tips that grazed down my sides, or the tender touches of the grass didn’t mean a thing.

The world continues to move on without me as if I was nothing more than a one night stand, yet I still crave her beauty and maybe that’s why they call it wanderlust.

—  Wanderlust (8:34pm)
The question is, what all do you want to accomplish in your life? I’m not asking about where you want to go to college or about your career. I’m asking if you want to read as many books as you can in your life. Or do you want to see as many places as you can before you die. I want to know how many foods you want to try and if you ever worry about all of the movies you’ll never get the chance to see.