Travel tales.

He was a traveler.
Flying in and out of cities.
Sometimes within hours, sometimes days.
But no matter where he went,
No matter how beautiful the mountains and how blue the seas,
Everything dimmed in comparison to home.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s