76 days alone.
the last goofy face I dared kiss before taking off~ 🙂
no family
no companions
no traveling buddy.
76 days with myself.
listening to the inside
contemplating the bigger things
venturing into
where I thought I’d reached my limit.
76 days around the globe.
stepping into new territory
seeking out the final, furious push to inspire
finding each seeking, waxy hand to fill with the goodness.
76 days alone.
but oh so not lonely.
in love.
trish