wan·der·lust [won-der-luhst]noun
a strong, innate desire to rove or travel about.
All these thoughts running through my head I can't keep up and I can't deal with them.
It is only natural for us to have differences. Each and every one of us are unique in our own way. But how far will these differences take us, how strong can they make us, or how weak can they break us?
I tried and tried, God knows I tried, to understand and I am still trying so hard to understand all of this. Sometimes I am able to deal with them, to push them aside, but other times like now, I am in despair. What started off as a very small matter grew into this weight in my heavy heart. And I can't shake it off.
I need travel to calm my mind, heart and soul. It is not a like, not a want, but a need.
How would it be like to have a future with someone who doesn't comprehend and share this need? This I am trying so hard to find the answer to. And the sad thing is, this is but one of the many differences I am trying to get my head around.
One of those times when I'm here just trying to put my thoughts into words, and then feel like nothing ever matters anyway. It all boils down to my over-thinking. Or does it?
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