A blue and golden dream

Salar de Atacama, Chile

I'm counting down the months until I can go travelling again. I didn't intend to go back to South America again any time soon (North Western Australia, Turkey, Jordan and Morocco were up the top of the list), but I seem to have changed my mind.

And yet the sun still rises...

I took the bus home this afternoon due to inclement weather.

As a woman passed down the aisle I caught her scent and suddenly I was 18 again. That uncertain young woman finding her place in the word.

Lulu: the first perfume I ever owned.

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Today my heart feels like it's spread all too thinly.