in this uncharted realm, i marvel at the bohemians, a tribe of souls with the urge to abandon conventional life as if discovering a backdoor to freedom above the mundane. they seem to thrive on plans that are not plans, ready to start over from the origin whenever the wind changes. their existence, an ode to living unbound, teaches me that sometimes the greatest adventures are found not by following a map, but by creating your path as you go.