Here is still not There

I always liked traveling or more so I liked leaving, going away to the unknown.

Still there is that longing, longing for the faraway, the freedom.

At the same time I feel my roots are pulling.

The things you know and that are part of you.

The soil you are from: home.

But maybe those seemingly opposites belong together.

You can’t have freedom without boundaries.

No reality without imagination.

Longing is nice and there are endless possibilities in my head.

Carla Vermeltfoort

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