These are my thoughts, there is no beginning and no end. I write with my eyes wide shut, so who really knows where this will end up. There is no order, no rules, its all the truth and its all a lie. This is a trip, a span across time. Welcome to my life.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Fingers on a Map
Train stations, bus terminals, airports.
These places get my blood flowing, I feel at any moment my legs could take off and I’d be running away from it all.
Who knows where’d I go, or what I’d see but everything would be right in front of me.
Spin the globe like we did back in school and throw your finger at the map.
An entire world can be dreamed when landscapes fall and rise before you.