futurebird's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- travellers M and I had coffee this morning before he left for NY. There is something holy about people when they become travellers. Maybe it�s the coat and bags in hand, or maybe it�s knowing that they are in transition. But travellers seem simultaneously weary and fresh, they stand out among the locals. Well, except in New York City where everyone is a traveller. I�ve been considering becoming a traveller myself. But I have too much business here to attend to to take off for another city. Too much business and not enough money. Maybe that�s another reason why travellers seem otherworldly. Either they have wrapped up affairs before taking to the road or the sky or the sea or they are fleeing their responsibilities. That�s my favourite kind of traveller: the run away. The runaway walks as if he has no heart strings tied to any person or place. Now if I only had the courage to run! 11:09 p.m. - 2001-03-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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