City lights, bright, windows luminescent orange, or white,Towers, bridges, city streets, a colour explosion.Dark but so much to see and can be seen, Night is just a concept here where sleep does not occur,For some yes, but these streets never stop, the life never fades,Changes, metamorphoses, as the glow of day becomes that of night. Time, …
This September marks ten years since I donned my backpack and first jumped on a plane heading out of Europe, beginning with five months of exploring Southeast Asia. The first five years were spent as a backpacker, stopping now and then for a few months to work and save some money, before spending the next …
The skies are still grey, the days often damp, but the hope and optimism is growing, the feelings beginning to ramp. My dad here last week, helping to master the keel, now dry hopefully patched, I’m starting to feel the days are getting brighter, both the skies and within – heart, mind and soul; the …
