I’ve been away this last week.
I swapped belgradestreets for the streets of Algiers.
I learned a lot in a short time.
Once I thought I knew my place in the world.
The more I travel, the more I experience, the less certain I am of my place.
And the more certain I become that I want to keep learning, growing, living.
“I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name”
Lyrics from U2 “Where the streets have no name”