
I am restless. There is a need for movement in me that is un-fulfilled. I want to go somewhere uncluttered; the mountains or vast forests. I would like to ride for days. The wild girl in me is growing increasingly restless in this tame life of society.
Now I am alone for a week and that increases my restlessness. I want movement and unending skies. I want to run and fly in the wilderness. I miss my forest.
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