
The Motorcycle Diaries
What do I do when the thunder inside me won’t let me sleep and the quiet life outside of me would drive me crazy Continue reading The Motorcycle Diaries
What do I do when the thunder inside me won’t let me sleep and the quiet life outside of me would drive me crazy Continue reading The Motorcycle Diaries
It’s going to be, No. No. It has always been my becoming. Water. It gives me life. Strength. A strange kind of quiet almost like peace of mind. Water is everything. It is the origin and the end of life as we know. Nothing is possible without it. It takes away my pain. My past. My present. My future. Time altogether. There is nothing and … Continue reading Water