As well as the inward journey,I was running wild and free on the outside.I loved the thrill of living hand to mouth,with nothing to tie me down.I savoured the conversations i had with strangers,beacause there were no preconceived ideas or worries that my words might cause harm…or the other way around.There was nothing to hide…all that existed in those moments was the raw and beautifl truth..
I ran and ran..away from everything I knew and was trying desperately to catch up with myself..I eventually found myself on the Greek island of Paros..aplace full of lost souls on the run..I had come home..
