Walked without a destination. Explored without a purpose.

“Most things in life are only as difficult as you allow them to be.”

“Your chest is surprisingly hairy.’‘I hope I can’t say the same thing about you.”

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

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