Beauty is

On my first flight to Madrid in seven years, I peered at the Spanish rocky mountains through the circular plane window, wide-eyed at the razor sharp peaks that point towards the sky like slate against sapphire.

A caramel beach tucked away in a dark craggy bay caught my eye

It dawned on me all over again, like a wave tearing through my body, just how much of the world there is to see and how pleasantly overwhelming it feels to be a part of it.

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