The Vagabond

—a term of self-endearment.

It’s an acceptance of the mind and body as wandering bits of matter on this undulating landscape of existence.

It doesn’t strike up fear or despair. The thought comes with no inherit pain or negative twinge or connotation.

I find it the best representation of how I wish to live and create—drifting in and out of daydreams and ideas, hobo-ing through mischief and enlightenment.

On the long road towards myself.