I want to get lost.
I want to get lost.
Saffron sunrise in Bagan, Myanmar My wanderlust has given way to fernweh, and I can feel it at my heels like a hound of mad dogs. They’re yapping and they’re snapping, they’re sinking their teeth into my Achilles, and I am strangely at peace. I don’t need to get away, I need to get lost. I want to get lost in the sea and in the mountains, I want to get lost in your scent and in your arms, I…
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