Sep 2, 2018
When I gaze at the stars, I cannot help but wonder what else is out there. The untouched moments that lie ahead. I wish to roam the world, aimless and free – detached from everything, drifting through life.
There are tales that we were born from stardust, remnants of something bigger. And I often think about if we could go back to that time in the universe when every small piece was part of a grand-scale picture.
I want to leave. There are memories here, but this is never where I belonged. This was never a place I could call home.
