Walked without a destination. Explored without a purpose.

“There´s nothing I have to do. And nowhere I have to be. With no destination, no…”

“It wasn't a walk of shame," I moan. "It was a dash of total fucking mortificati…”

“Churchill had a black dog. I have singledom,’ she says, exhaling theatrically. …”

“That’s the spark I’ve been looking for. The spark is the feeling that you were …”