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“You know the feeling, when the morning breeze gushes onto you and makes you literally wonder how on Earth are you so fortunate to walk on this Beautiful planet, the feeling that the Mountains wave in your heart telling you nothing is too big to leave you in pain, while the waves find you the soothing monotony of Calm making you know that the Simplest of Life is the Purest of All. That, precisely that is the feeling I am always running after, and in wandering along the woods I find them, in the Stillness of a long lost wind, in the restless air softly kissing away my eyes, and the galloping meandering murky redolence of Earth, who knows exactly how to find me a missing piece, somewhere stolen and quietly tucked in the time-worn fragments of a solitary Sunshine.”

“A vagabondess has earth and salt to balance her air. Her lifestyle is not a romantic, Instagram-filter utopia, but rather gritty and smeared with sweat. A vagabondess is not a symbol of an ideal of a life. She is alive. A vagabondess weaves magic into the everyday and touches the profound with her toes as she wanders—aimlessly, purposefully—through her inner landscape and the outer wilderness of the modern world. She unites nostalgia for a freer past and hope for a liberated future by living squarely in the present tense. For solo female travelers, the vagabondess is an attainable objective, not a holy grail. She is within easy reach, if only we look in the right place: inside.”

“They don't tell you about the curse of travelling. You went out there and saw the colors, tasted the wine, saw the chaos. You expanded our minds until they couldn't fit back into these little boxes people call ‘NORMAL lives.' Now, the local gossip feels petty. The 9-to-5 feels like a cage. It’s the curse of the wanderer. You fit in everywhere, so you don't fit in anywhere.”

“Busco un camino que puede estar en cualquier parte o en ninguna. Me asomo a todas las ventanas que puedo y no lo veo. Yo no sé el color de este camino pero voy caminando, siempre voy caminando por todos los caminos y por todas las rutas, pera ver si lo encuentro. A veces me detengo en las veredas de las cloacas para sentir cómo el barro correo de resacas. Luego me doy cuenta que ese no es mi camino, y sigo. Entro a una Vía Appia de luz pero ahí tampoco está el camino que yo busco. Otras veces detengo a los romeros para preguntarles: -Ey, ¿ustedes no saben cuál es el camino que yo busco….hooo? Y se quedan callados, y se van. Yo busco un camino que puede estar en cualquier parte.”

“What is a Wanderess? Bound by no boundaries, contained by no countries, tamed by no time, she is the force of nature’s course.”

“A woman must prefer her liberty over a man. To be happy, she must. A man to be happy, however, must yearn for his woman more than his liberty. This is the rightful order.”

“When no possessions keep us, when no countries contain us, and no time detains us, man becomes a heroic wanderer, and woman, a wanderess.”

“Am I making something worth while? I’m not sure. I write and I sing and I hear words from time to time about my life and choices making ways, into other lives, other hearts, but am I making something worth while? I’m not sure. There was a boy last night who I never spoke to because I was too drunk and still shy, but mostly lonely, and I couldn’t find anything lightly to say, so I simply walked away but still wondered what he did with his life because he didn’t even speak to me or look at me but still made me wonder who he was and I walked away asking Am I making something worth while? I am not sure. I am a complicated person with a simple life and I am the reason for everything that ever happened to me.”

“Lovecraft says he knows about tentacles but that motherfucker never bedded a girl from West Chester and survived She was a toothache that one and she tasted like crack the best thing about her was if I was ever hungry I could always make a meal out of whatever was making rest at the corners of her mouth I can't remember her name as is the case with most of them then again I can't remember how many donuts I ate this morning or how many beers I'll drink tonight, tomorrow”