200

i miss the weird feeling of being a tourist in another country. wandering around while locals go to work and run around to add another check to their to-do lists. waking up early, feeling lazy but curious, looking up observing every detail, trying different beverages, eating silly candies, drinking in the afternoon, worrying about the time passing by, forgetting everything easily, being away.
ah the oblivious tourist, how i envy you.

linktothesong

"the ambulance men said "there's nowhere to flee for your life,"
so we stayed inside,
and we'll sleep until the world of man is paralyzed."

i want to add something, the smell, how it smells different in every other country in every other city, how i miss the smells of the places i've never been and i feel really strong nowadays, it's almost time.

photo by fabrizio-infrared