Finding myself in the silence of the twilight
Journal of a wanderer
I’ve always loved traveling on my own. In particular, I make sure to not know too many details about the places I go before getting there. I want to let myself be surprised and therefore arrive with a virgin mind.
In fact, I manage to lose myself willingly. Safe enough, and lost just enough, I allow space for moments of wonder to unveil.
That’s how, early this fall, I decided to get out for a walk at the top of the mountain where I unpacked my bags. It was dusk and…