Sometimes, I want to go out of my body and disappear but leave pieces of me scattered around the corners of the earth. Sometimes I want to leave my body and watch my spirit roam, in search for an escape or freedom maybe. I want to reach out and taste the emptiness filled to the brim within me. I want to listen to this deafening silence and dance to it's melancholic rhythm. Oh sweet soul, will you be wild and free?
Love from the street of Africa!!!.
