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.