I'm feeling so peaceful inside this morning, more so than I have been in a very, very long time. Why is that? I'm not entirely sure. I know some of it is the anticipation of my trip next week - seeing new places, meeting new people, the road trip itself (it's all a journey, no?). I can't wait to be on the road. My gypsy spirit is in a...a... froth - much like the restless waves on the ocean in their anxiousness to kiss the shore. Funny that I can feel so peaceful and wound up at the same time. C'est moi."The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do just as one pleases."
~William Hazlitt
Maybe that's it. Maybe it's allowing my soul its freedom. Uncaged and untethered are better conditions for any being.
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