Love is often not entirely explainable and may seem quite random, and therein lies its power… to somehow stall the machine, though never quite break it.
“As a local, I was born and grew up here. Part of me always feels bewildered about the positive comments uttered from the mouths of tourists about this overcrowded city.”
“I believe that it is not enough to simply sympathize with these women. We must take action. Voices that echo with passion and determination are the key to ending these rights violations.”
Randomly perfect while perfectly random – travel moments that stayed with me through time.
Call it my own version of faith.
But perhaps I do wish I were rooted somewhere.