Sky Car wheels roll, wheels crunch, wheels squeak, Over rocks, on dark black ice, spread Haphazardly on open, swelling highway, Heaving hills, and open, gaping Sky. Space. Lights of the city lie flat, Spread wide, and I open, open Up, and out and up the stars Dance subtly against a stark, black Canvas. I smirk, as a smile won’t do, not With the derision, the hindsight I have Not seeing from above, or below (as For so long all I’ve done is look up, Or down). But now, I am looking across; Looking in. Breathe. There are no layers Here, no
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Good ol' Canadian (Okotokian) girl...done a degree, done the bar slinging bit. Sometimes a girl dreams of becoming something else, seeing ANYTHING else, other than the familiar. Or dreams of finding the familiar somewhere alien. I'm doing the foreign teaching thing in Korea for a change of pace. Plan is to "see the world" after that. I want something.... I realize it's easy to say "I want to change the world", so I would rather say that I want to just follow whatever path is possible to make somebody's life better, somehow. And let's be honest, no one forsakes the comforts of home without looking for a little happiness for themselves. I'd say travelling is a constant finding and a constant searching. I don't think anyone really gets anywhere, or at least no one should expect to, but one is always going....life's a trip, right? Hopefully it'll be an interesting one.
