i fly to america on friday morning.
this travel thing, i just can’t get enough.
i mean, it will
i’ll jump from cloud to cloud. right now, yeah, that’s all that matters. tomorrow and tomorrow that day that never comes, why plan, why wait, why make it stop – that innate yearning to live my most favourite dreams, right in my real life.
so when i fly to america i’ll see it right there, with brand new, changed eyes and a big, juicy, open heart.