thoughts&likes

there and back again

traveling unlocks an inside door to a place where you are free to wander, and free to get lost.

you are not the leading role of the theatrical act unfolding in front of you. rather, you are an observer silently recording the lives dancing around you.
you have the luxury to not understand any of the words surrounding you, which relieves the responsibility to comprehend, react or respond.

on the flip-side, you can also be immersed for a borrowed instant, doing your best to record each flicker of a fast fowarded life film strip. you are eager to dissect the script at lenght, but time is of the essence.

the choice is yours. an alouf bystander or a supporting character.

languages become a lyrical soundtrack to a world of color and marvel. sometimes a soothing lullaby drawing you in to some dreamlike places. places where you are open to new adventures. places where the sun rises from a different eastern horizon, where the scents evoque unregistered memories, where strangers become friends and sometimes friends become strangers. you hold an enchanting power over those surrounding you because you are free to go and free to stay.

traveling invites you into a new room, a new world, a new you.

one day…

this too will be complete