Wanderlust Shutterbug

If you’re feeling oppressed by negative thoughts, go see the world. The spectacle you encounter will perhaps open up your narrow vision.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Life In The Streets

A real Vagabond. Earning for his living by repairing watches for the last 30 years.

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.