Travel Theme: Sky

sky“Everyday” – britney spears

Footsteps in the rain, memories wash away
Beyond the headlight glare, it’s kind of dark out there
And everywhere I’ve been, it’s hard to find a friend
I’ve got no alibis for the state I’m in

Everybody needs, needs a place to go
God know’s I have seen it’s a twisting, winding road

Every day, the sun comes up again
A little hope begins and it starts with you ’cause you get me through it
And every day, I’m closer to the shore, I smile a little more
And because of your faith, I get closer now every day

Said every day, I said every day, every day

It’s hard to recognize, across the great divide
Just what you left behind and what you keep inside
A ripple in the calm, you keep my safe from harm
Somehow you still believe, you believe in me
Where it starts and ends, only time must know
Wherever you will be is where I wanna go

Every day, the sun comes up again
A little hope begins and it starts with you ’cause you get me through it
And every day, I’m closer to the shore, I smile a little more
And because of your faith, I get closer now every day

‘Cause you set me free
‘Cause you set me free

And every day, the sun comes up again
A little hope begins and it starts with you ’cause you get me through it
And every day, I’m closer to the shore, I smile a little more
And because of your faith, I get closer now every day

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Travel Theme: Connections

connections

The montreal museum of fine arts consists of the original beaux arts building
on the north side, the modern, relatively new addition to the south
and the appropriated erskine & american united church to the east.
These 3 disparate buildings are connected by underground walkways
which run under the busy main thoroughfare….

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Travel Theme: Relaxing

relaxing

once upon a year
it seemed calming
to rip out pages
sort and file away
all manner of beauty
those bits that made us laugh
told us something of ourselves
the places we had been
or wanted to run to
in dreams that seemed
to stretch on forever
Now
like some archivist forsaken
there does not seem much use
for such a Paper burden
relevant to few
for desire has changed
the face
of what we wish to save
and rest comes
only in the moment
that we let go


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Where’s my backpack?’s Travel Theme: Relaxing.