This is a sweet one pulled from the vaults. I wrote this when I went on my hitchhiking journey 10 years ago. This was one of the adventures that sparked me to live the nomadic life I am now. And so much of what I wrote in this poem sings true for what I have been experiencing since we left. It is also an ode to my buddy Shiridi Sai Baba, whom my birthdate is the same as the day he took Samahdi (conscious death), but that's another story for another time. Enjoy.