There’s something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no destination. I will never lose the love for the arriving, but I’m born to leave.
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps
There’s something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no destination. I will never lose the love for the arriving, but I’m born to leave.
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps