I don’t mind the weather. I’ve got scarves and caps and sweaters. I’ve got long johns under slacks for blustery days.
I think that it’s brainless to assume that making changes to your window’s view will give a new perspective.
And the hardest part is yet to come.
I don’t mind restrictions or if you’re blacking out the friction. It’s just an escape, it’s overrated anyways.
The hardest part is yet to come…when you will cross the country alone.
