In atlanta without a car I am the definition of wayfarer My feet is my vehicle Takes me where i need to go
Free I have no boundaries Don't feel sorry for me Walking in rainy days rejuvenates my body
On hot summer nights the sweat that rolls down my face sting my eyes when I blink but I get to watch the clear skies as I walk by and that's nice
Surprisingly there's something about being outside in nature that gets to me Even if that nature is mixed in with high rise buildings shopping centers and a plethora of restaurants filled with people having lunch or dinner
Without a car I can see more Grab excitement and adventure in a different way
Maybe one day I'll put my license to use as more then just an I.D But as for today
It's just me and my feet.
Moved to Atlanta one year ago, my VW didn't make it, I had to leave her in Jersey. For some reason I enjoy no longer having wheels.