End of April always feels like an obligatory time to travel.
The warming of the weather, the changing of the winds.
Exams are done, and all the students head off -- some, for home; while others, anywhere but.
I don't know where I was planning on going, but it doesn't seem to matter anymore.
I've missed my train. And now I'm stuck wherever I am.
I think of my destination, all that I had planned to do, to see, to experience.
A sigh of resignation. What can I do now?
I turn my head to the east -- there's nobody by my side.
Oh wait! I still have my four-stringed little buddy.
Suddenly, the world's a little bit brighter.
Reminding myself to try to find a reason to sm:)e
For one day, my train will come.
And these shoes will take me where I wanna go.
Until then, mahalo to the music that keeps me company.
Hope you enjoyed this photo story! Thanks for reading :)
The warming of the weather, the changing of the winds.
Exams are done, and all the students head off -- some, for home; while others, anywhere but.
I don't know where I was planning on going, but it doesn't seem to matter anymore.
I've missed my train. And now I'm stuck wherever I am.
I think of my destination, all that I had planned to do, to see, to experience.
A sigh of resignation. What can I do now?
I turn my head to the east -- there's nobody by my side.
Oh wait! I still have my four-stringed little buddy.
Suddenly, the world's a little bit brighter.
Reminding myself to try to find a reason to sm:)e
For one day, my train will come.
And these shoes will take me where I wanna go.
Until then, mahalo to the music that keeps me company.
Hope you enjoyed this photo story! Thanks for reading :)
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