This is what I listen to when I do 150kph and think of Love

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Ever wonder what the sky was like on the other side of the world? People would say that its all the same, but I think that each and every place has its own sky, its own smell, and its own meaning to life and love.

I travelled too far and for too long to forget this simple rule of a nomad. I think its hard being a Third Culture Kid.