To all those people I have not met; to all those places I have not been to; Where my thoughts are greeted before my body.

09:45 a.m.

Flower Garden, Village Eze, French Riviera.

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" Lilacs on a bush are better than orchids. And dandelions and devil grass are better! Why? Because they bend you over and turn you away from all the people in the town for a little while and sweat you and get you down where you remember you got a nose again. And when you’re all to yourself that way, you’re really proud of yourself for a little while; you get to thinking things through, alone. Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher. Nobody guesses, nobody accuses, nobody knows, but there you are, Plato in the peonies, Socrates force-growing his own hemlock."
― Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

12:12 p.m.

Balos beach, Crete

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“I want to learn how to speak to anyone at any time and make us both feel a little bit better, lighter, richer, with no commitments of ever meeting again. I want to learn how to stand wherever with whoever and still feel stable. I want to learn how to unlock the locks to our minds, my mind, so that when I hear opinions or views that don’t match up with mine, I can still listen and understand. I want to burn up lifeless habits of following maps and to-do lists, concentrated liquids to burn my mind and throat
I will find comfort in the rhythm of the sea.”
― Charlotte Eriksson

14:17 p.m.

Somewhere along the Pacific Coast Highway, USA

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"A scratching of melody comes from the radio, chords rising open as the land that carries us, rhythm mimicking our passage down the road, harmony making this life seem it should be only that. We sing along to what songs have always been about- beginning, going on, breaking up, forgiving, We sing in missed words and broken phrases as glints of tiger moths fly at us like snow, streaking the windshield over."
― Susan Froderberg, Old Border Road

16:05 p.m.

Istanbul streets

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All that is gold does not glitter;
not all those who wander are lost;
the old that is strong does not wither;
deep roots are not reached by the frost...
―J.R.R. Tolkien
"Go outside. Don’t tell anyone and don’t bring your phone. Start walking and keep walking until you no longer know the road like the palm of your hand, because we walk the same roads day in and day out, to the bus and back home and we cease to see. We walk in our sleep and teach our muscles to work without thinking and I dare you to walk where you have not yet walked and I dare you to notice. Don’t try to get anything out of it, because you won’t. Don’t try to make use of it, because you can’t. And that’s the point. Just walk, see, sit down if you like. And be. Just be, whatever you are with whatever you have, and realise that that is enough to be happy.
―Charlotte Eriksson

17:20 p.m.

Piazza di Spagna, Rome

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"I guess I felt attached to my weakness. My pain and suffering too. Summer light, the smell of a breeze, the sound of cicadas - if I like these things, why should I apologize?"
―Haruki Murakami, A Wild Sheep Chase
"And the idea of just wandering off to a cafe with a notebook and writing and seeing where that takes me for awhile is just bliss."
―J.K. Rowling

19:32 p.m.

Golden Gai, Tokyo

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" On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”
— Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time
" There’s something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no destination. I will never lose the love for the arriving, but I'm born to leave."
—Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps.

23:59 p.m.

Indio, California

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"And I thought about how many people have loved those songs. And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs. And how much those songs really mean. I think it would be great to have written one of those songs. I bet if I wrote one of them, I would be very proud. I hope the people who wrote those songs are happy. I hope they feel it's enough. I really do because they've made me happy. And I'm only one person."
—Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

04:28 a.m.

Maui, Hawaii

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" These are maybe the most exciting stars, those just above where sky meets land and ocean, because we so seldom see them, blocked as they usually are by atmosphere…and, as I grow more and more accustomed to the dark, I realize that what I thought were still clouds straight overhead aren’t clearing and aren’t going to clear, because these are clouds of stars, the Milky Way come to join me. There’s the primal recognition, my soul saying, yes, I remember. "
—Paul Bogard, The End of Night: Searching for Natural Darkness in an Age of Artificial Light
"Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies,
cutting a swathe through the breeze
and gently closing your eyes."
—Sanober Khan


Thank you guys for reading and therefore travelling around the world with me. I hope it broke you off your worries even for a couple of minutes and sent you inspiration for doing whatever you want to to feel joy. Every year I had been looking forward to summer to bring me happy days, every year I was disappointed. That was because I didn't know where to look for happiness, I expected it to drop on me like confetti. But happiness really is in the littlest things. Maybe we won't be stargazing under the sky in Hawaii this summer, but that doesn't make it any less epic. I hope to learn taking most out of the present moment, and I wish you the same. Carpe Diem, hearters!


~ highflier