Where The Wind Blows But It Never Snows.

Mulling over my options, it was as clear as day when it came to the inclination of my heart.

I've decided to head south instead.

A wee bit of me hopes that somehow, You'll find your way there.

Factoring in the cost, distance and time, the odds are stacked, no, barraged against this.

Still, it'll be good to clear my thoughts in another land. Alone.

I don't have to, but I want to.

This time, it is a conscious choice.