Escape to myself

Sitting on the terrace this morning listening to swallows and squabbling crows in the sun and thinking aboout my next destination I realise how fortunate I am to be able to do this. The places I have seen that I never imagined I would encounter and the people I’ve met are something I won’t forget. I still haven’t found a point of real calm but maybe that’s not possible so I will keeping searching. I feel restless and disconnected; unfulfilled in some obscure way. I have accepted being alone in life but that desire for deep connection remains. But I have time to explore this … maybe: maybe not. And friends are good. Next stop is Skopje … more to discover about myself.