The journey never ends. Solo travelers end up. It is also likely to endure in their memory, in memory, in the narrative.
When the traveler is sitting on the beach of sand and said: "There is much to see," he knew that was not true. You have to see what is not seen to see again what we have seen, in the spring to see what we have seen in the summer, the day see what we have seen at night, with the sun where the first time it rained, see green crops, the mature fruit, the stone has changed places, the shadow that was not there. We must retrace steps already given, to repeat, and to draw alongside new ways. We must begin the journey. Always. The traveler returns immediately.
Jose Saramango
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