Sex. It is not how many times a day you think about. The conversations that surround you. The stride of the person walking a mere few steps in front of you.
It’s in the air.
How many times a day can you relate carnally to something that was innocently said or done? The most tedious task during a dull day will catalyze your mind to travel off the beaten path.
The road less traveled. A new adventure awaits. Where will your path take you next?
Music mood: “Lucky Ones” – Lana Del Rey “Every now and then the stars align, Boy and girl meet by great design..”
Your naughty nomad, xo
We like to joke about the “every twenty seconds” but I begin to wonder if it’s a curse. I’m at that stage of my life: what could I have achieved if hadn’t wasted years on unfulfilled yearnings?