Walking is my church. When I first moved to New York, I would wonder the city aimlessly for hours to both explore my new home and to see where I land. Through the process I fell in love with New York and the sanctity of being alone yet part of something bigger.
Walking is my church. When I first moved to New York, I would wonder the city aimlessly for hours to both explore my new home and to see where I land. Through the process I fell in love with New York and the sanctity of being alone yet part of something bigger.
Walking is my church. When I first moved to New York, I would wonder the city aimlessly for hours to both explore my new home and to see where I land. Through the process I fell in love with New York and the sanctity of being alone yet part of something bigger.
Beautifully put. Also, I love your name! 💙