here.

I'm exhausted. My suitcase is still full, as is my belly. Now I'm in my new home by my open window, listening to the bugs, my hair standing on end. I watch every pair of headlights, wondering who. No girl could run up that mountain that fast. I'll tell you more later.

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

- Mark Twain