Big Wide World


Every corner of this world is waiting.  Waiting for an explorer.  Waiting to change.  Waiting to whisper to me.  Seductively it calls to me to leave what I know and venture beyond the familiar.  Tantalizing words spoken on the wind.  Crashing demands slammed down in torrential rain.  Soft beckoning of the graceful lacy snowflakes.  I desire to adventure, running wildly like a Hobbit, shouting over his shoulder as he embarks.  This big wide world is calling to me, I must go.  I will return to tell of my experiences, but I would rather, you came along.

Travel well my friends.

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