Love Travel. Feeling the Hum of the City through the soles of my shoes.
The Different Cultures, People, Smells....adapting to the changes and then, I'm gone again.
Each dawn, I open my eyes. The light changes. Life Goes on.
All by Myself. Alone. Aren't we all, at the end of the day?

I'm a weirdo. I know it's true. I'm proud of it too.

PS I am not really into coffees! Then again, who knows? Tastes change.
C'est La Vie.


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