Stavanger Bay shiver down my backbone

val happened to be the perfect earpiece for dwin, because he understood in more way than one the conflicting crossroads she found herself in. it just so happened dwin arrived at her epiphany much earlier than val — that it wasn’t that sedentary was death, it was that stagnancy in meeting new experiences and challenges was.

he was sure she would make a great leader, if that’s what she wanted — but if it wasn’t, then it wasn’t worth pursuing. it was her life to love and live; anything that didn’t bring her joy seemed hardly worth doing.

that’s because you’re meeting exciting people like me. val joked, settling with a wink before he became more serious. it’s hard to find new people and new experiences at home, staying in one place. going out into the world — for people like you and me — it’s our birthright. we’re not just travelers of the world. we’re the dreamweavers. we bring our experiences and our places with us, in our heart, wherever we go.

our heart is our home, not a singular place.