Øn the Luftansa flight tonight from Hungary via Munich, I bust out crying for a bunch of reasons. I wasn't sad, which is the good thing i suppose, but ƒelt as though i had interrupted myself, on purpose and now must start it up again -- love without fear.
"We had a hard landing & came around twice,
Both locals open and never the same way but
Spring's in the air, i'm chasing the sun,
Not backwards yet back to North America,
We sure do run run run run run..."