I want to get lost.
I want to getĀ lost.
Saffron sunrise in Bagan, Myanmar My wanderlust has given way to fernweh, and I can feel it at my heels like a hound of mad dogs. Theyāre yapping and theyāre snapping, theyāre sinking their teeth into my Achilles, and I am strangely at peace. I donāt need to get away, I need to get lost. I want to get lost in the sea and in the mountains, I want to get lost in your scent and in your arms, Iā¦
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