The Life I Long to Live
Thoughts from a solitary night, drifting through the streets of Lisbon.
1 min readMay 1, 2022
The shadows, the golden sunlight. The hills. The graffiti. The green rusting iron bars. The rustling trees. The birds atop the red-tiled roofs.
I’m questioning what I truly want from this life. At this point I really don’t know.