we wanderers..

ah.. its that feeling of winter coming. like a beautiful sadness or maybe a calm before the storm. winter has this way of testing our capacity for depression while remolding us into something beautiful and rewarding us with the springtime.

in it all i cant help but watch the memories ive made this year turn into stories that we lay to rest on our bookshelves and dusty photo albums. its that feeling you get when you leave a city of which you really arent sure you want to leave. you have to force yourself not to look back and you have to put your emotions on hold for a while as the people you love dearly watch your shadow drift off somewhere.

it doesnt get easier.. actually it gets harder every time.

but we wanderers and aware of the path something greater has set before us. we dont know where we will wake up tomorrow and we dont know if we'll ever see the sunlight ever look so beautiful again. for us time is quite decieving. at first it doesnt seem to even exist at all and then when we come back to visit home we see the gaps we've hidden from; and winter is going to come with or without you.

photos by Jetmir İdrizi (much love, my brother)

for now there is work to be done. im not stopping until the world looks like this.