The long and winding journey

12 years ago

with two suitcases that contained all that I owned,

On a plane I got .

For the two day trip that would bring me

to this fabled land of snow.

Alone but not scared

for I will not strand, I know.


My last hope

My childhood dream.

Tell me why my battles,

always seem to be upstream?

Family and friends,

So many things left behind.

Beloved books and music

mementos of a troubled past.

Up and away

Up and away I went.

And started the journey to a better life.

The long and winding journey into the unknown.

The long and winding journey…


SSG the Wanderer

SSG the Wanderer

Stars and daffodils


What dreams are made of

I guess that’s why we wish upon stars when we have dreams. It makes sense.

When I was little, I had many dreams. Dreams of going to the stars for example. What kid doesn’t dream of becoming an astronaut?

As an adult, I still have many dreams. And believe it or not, I haven’t given up on my dream of going to the stars.

Or maybe just Mars.

In the mean time, I just talk to daffodils.

Daffodil 1

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