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Fernwah...رغبة عارمة للسفر

Home does not feel like home when you hate every part of it.
When the one you live with does not share your passion of life.

I want to leave.

I want to open my eyes every morning to endless green and warmness of a hug.


I want to see the ocean.


I want to travel every year to a new place. To fall in love with new people, places and spices =)

Let me out ba2a ....sigh



Comments

batates_777 said…
Share the very same feeling and wish with you ! but what stops you girl from doing it ? seriously ?!
why don't you do your best to have it come real?
25/9/13 1:53 PM
Brownie said…
Batates;

hello, long time :)

I know you share my feeling, for me it is not about being a girl, but I am girl with priorities, so for now I cannot do it, but I started to explore Egypt, I go to places I have never been before and it satisfies me partly :)
26/9/13 9:04 PM
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