Category Archives: Travel Journal

heal me

Find the scars on me with your smooth fingers. And press your lips upon them. Heal them with kisses and soothe what always ached.

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mid-air

I have not come yet to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. I’m training myself to love it. So I still get mad at you sometimes.

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riding the skies

And we were glorious. Two soulmates on two wheels for three days that lasted a lifetime.

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destructive

My skin hurts and itches after the burns. I so need your kisses on my fragile hands.

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damn this heart of mine

If you don’t know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders.

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us

There is so much world out there. Just believe in me. See it and see it with me. I will show you a love you have never seen. Let it change us.

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take me to the sea, always

Today I realized how amazing life is and how so little for someone means so much for someone else. The sea looks beautiful in the winter. You know me so well by now.  

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summer vacation sickness

I need a big brake from everything.I’m tired of seeing same faces everyday, having the same talks,  doing over and over tasks, meetings and all sorts of requirements. Days off don’t help. I need a trip, a long one – … Continue reading

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mats is out-there

  Why write about something when you can live it?

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childishness

And I was the little blue riding hood.

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island state of mind

The smell of sea salt follows me at the office. It’s  in the air and I can’t stop thinking of  living a life along a coast. I can still feel two wheels turning beneath me while you’re speeding ahead to … Continue reading

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