on the road

arid landscape of nothingness spans without knowing a boundary. it does eventually hit an unimaginative line of mountains and mountains but that is so far away - i am not sure if that's just on the east coast of south africa. only green living creature is a little short circular lonely bush which hates and separates from others. this vastness, dry air, and steaming sun open me up while depress me down.

fortunately and mysteriously hours of driving did not wear me down. maybe because we did not have fixed destinations. perhaps here and there, on the road, were our destinations. yet it does not mean i was not stoked about where i stayed. every night refreshingly cold, in fact way too freezing, atlantic ocean brought blue breezes that cleaned up my head and heart.

being only human beings in 30km beach or being in a town without any commercial diners - there is a value, great one. things to learn, understand, respect, and appreciate. then also there were many kind strangers. people on the road who guided us through the journey or people on the coast who generously shared their day with - warmth i am not allowed to forget.