Travel is not merely a shift in geography; it is a profound metamorphosis, a churning of emotions that rise and fall like waves under a starless sky. When I step out onto the open road—preferably at night, when the world is quieter and the unknown feels closer—I am electrified. There is a rush, an uncontainable elation that bubbles up from the core of m…
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