a cat barked at me just now.
i swear. it barked.
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when i travel i often have the feeling that the things that unfold, the people i meet, the conversations i have, the lessons I learn, are all part of a story that was always waiting to unravel. and that for all travelers, no matter where they go, that the final destination is always a place within themselves. and this is why i want to remain loyal to the road. because as I make my thousandth observation of each day, I have the feeling that I am arriving, finally, at this journey always waiting.
Blog Archive
More Writing By Me
Road Reading
- Perfume
- The River of Doubt
- A Fortune Teller Told Me
- The Witch of Portobello
- Siddhartha
- Midnight All Day
- In Praise of the Stepmother
- The Little Prince
- The History of Love
- Emergency Sex
- Eat Pray Love
- Youth
- When Nietzsche Wept
- Peaceful Stillness of the Silent Mind
- Ego, Attachment and Liberation
- The Myth of Freedom
- The Essence of Tibetan Buddhism
- The Kindness of Others
- Freedom from the Known
- The Myth of Freedom
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