To travel! Leave countries behind! Be someone else indefinitely, Having a soul without roots means living only to see!

To belong to no one,
not even myself !
Move ahead always,
follow the absence of any real end,
and having the wish to reach it !

Travelling this way is really travelling.
But I do so without needing.
I can lay down and die...
More than the dream of an open road,
The rest ?
Fear...
Hunger...
Just earth and sky.

I sleep if I dream.
I do not know on walking.
What it was I dreamt...
Or?
Reality? 
Yes unfortunately.