I cannot exactly say as to when I caught the travel bug. But I'm sure I have it in me. The world is too big to just stay in one place. I cannot just stay in one place. Especially if that place is as mundane as your grandmother's mole on her nose.
There are many dangers in this world, that I am aware of. And if my fate was to die while doing what I love, then so be it. I might as well be dead in this deserted place with no one to talk to or nothing to see but the pinwheels stuck to your dying garden.
You may never understand. And that's totally fine. But I hope this is the last time you stop me from doing what I want just because you can't do yours.
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