I took a walk around Orlando yesterday; a place I called ‘home’ as much as a nomad can call anywhere home. Basically, I had a room in a friend’s house to return to if I ever came back to the States in the last few years. Now, he’s moved, so Orlando this time around is just a stopover until I catch my plane out again.
As I walked, I was constantly reminded by the closed-down stores and gas stations, as well as the new shops and restaurants, that no matter what I do or where I go, life goes on…
28dec15. Orlando, FL.