My nature
Where does this wanderlust come from? I recognize the restlessness, but I cannot understand it. It subsides for a time, then returns with the fury of a caged animal.
Is it in my blood? Is my spirit wild? My father who I didn’t know was the same way I’m told. I don’t know, but I seem unable to divorce myself from it. As it tears at my heart, will I tear the ones I love?
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