get-away..

 

"From ten to thirteen I had stretched out on the rug, silently contemplating the atlas, and that makes one want to travel. I had dreamed of regions such as the Banat, the Caspian, Kashmir, of their music, of the glances one might meet there, of the ideas that lay in waiting ... When desire resists commonsense's first objections, we look for reasons - and find that they're no use. We really don't know what to call this inner compulsion. Something grows, and loses it moorings, so that the day comes when, none to sure of ourselves, we nevertheless leave for good."

Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

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okay leave.. i'm okay..ü