"Only a few find the way, some don't recognize it when they do - some don't ever want to." - Cheshire Cat to Alice, Alice in Wonderland.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Extremely homesick. Missing the _, parents, lil bro, warmth and just the familiarity of it all. I can conclusively say I hate the cold. I'd rather die of perspiration and dehydration than frostbite. One much needed trip has changed the allure of Chicago and perhaps even the expectations from life.
Best described by what the blog was earlier called, "A Spirited Traveler's Tales." Breadcrumbs to mark roads traveled. Lodestone to direct future trails. Also serves as pensieve, confidante, vent for literary outbursts and looking glass to view the world.
Meet Freespirit. The proverbial nomad from the title, usually at the Aragorn-end of the nomadic scale (not all those who wander are lost). Also the spirited traveler in the description, foraying to the Alice-end (only a few find the way..) of said scale. Always a Kincaid believer though.
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