The mother we share

Sometimes you meet people that will be stuck in your mind forever just because you learned so much from them or because you shared something so special that no time can ever take it away from you.

Sometimes when I think about certain moments from my travels I almost feel embarrassed. Not embarrassed maybe, more like I'm blushing and I get a little bit nervous and there's a thousand butterflies in my stomach. Just because those moments are so damn beautiful and so damn cheesy-movie-alike that I don't know what to do with myself.

Sometimes it's about a lover, sometimes it's when you realise that this human being will be your sister and best friend for the rest of your life. Sometimes it's about when you have that experience of acceptance with a local family and your soul feels fulfilled. Sometimes it's a swim under the full moon and sometimes it's someone reading poetry in the middle of the day.

When you look back on it it's so overwhelming. And then you realise that there's even more to come and suddenly it feels like your blood is floating on the outside of your body and it's filled with so much oxygen it turns in to a shade of red you've never seen before.