Each city she/he visited in spring seemed to teach her a different version of her/himself.
People change depending on their surroundings and absorb lessons from every experience; that adventure was far from over, and spring would return to transform her into a different person.
She was already far from home; nothing could stop her now. She was on a journey of self-discovery that would only end when she had had more than enough. But the world is vast, and she is of average height; she was like an ant in the middle of the jungle.
On her adventure with no clear destination or goal, her sense of direction is like a broken compass that leads her to the most unexpected places.
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