All these paths look so dreamy as if portals to magical places.
how many people have passed through here.
It's not just paths. I think the same about destinations. I feel like a nobody when I travel—a fleeting presense in something great.
All these paths look so dreamy as if portals to magical places.
how many people have passed through here.
It's not just paths. I think the same about destinations. I feel like a nobody when I travel—a fleeting presense in something great.
Dreamy and magical. Now, if you say it like this...
Yes, you are right. These places, portals, or whatever the destinations may be—they make you feel so insignificant in the grand scheme of things. Especially when you're in the mountains. You can't describe this feeling in words... You truly become a part of something great, something vast, something divine.