Roam If You Want To

This year I lost someone I didn't expect to ever lose. The year is almost at a close and the winds are changing. Whilst living and working for the past 6 weeks in beautiful countryside with footloose wanderers, fugitives and runaways from one reality into an alternate one, where to get drunk on fresh air is no luxury, I decided to throw myself into the situation I wanted to be in instead of watching from the sidelines. I've spent too much of the past year daydreaming of running away into new sights, smells and sounds. Tomorrow's too short to wonder, 'what if?'



oh girl dancin down those dirty and dusty trails
take it hip to hip rock it through the wilderness
around the world the trip begins with a kiss

I've decided to roam because I want to.