Lost and dirty on the road. At home, my sweet soft girl.

The road is the final frontier of true stillness. Searching by every part of your brain for the thoughts and emotions that only come through when you sit the fuck still for long enough. It adds kindling to your imagination. No where to run. No distraction to be found. Just you and every feeling you’ve been putting off. Burning off the dead wood.

You can find a new stranger to talk to anywhere you look… Or be completely untethered and anonymous to the world around you.

Everything is there, though there’s nothing actually to be found. It’s your platform to grow and explore within yourself. To wrestle and tangle with the emotions that leak through. And it might take you one trip or 1,000,000 miles but the goal is to always find that what you were looking for was always within you.

Only then can you be truly free.