After getting so far--in both distance and acceptance--I feel impervious to limits.
After getting so far--in both distance and acceptance--I feel impervious to limits.
Four years into this venture, I feel a sense of pride in knowing minute eccentricities of my new home.
The only thing I can control is in which direction the corners of my mouth are pointed.
I had traded in Barcelona's bright sun for an introductory night of mist in Malta.