My travel buddy, Wendy
(Malaga, Spain-bus station)

My thoughts:

Discomfort, be my mantra.
I seek thee ‘ere thou be-
In train, on foot, by plane;
I hunger, ache, and sweat.
Run me thin with toil and burden,
And lead me not to resting grounds.

(jotted down on an overnight
train ride to Paris when
hard seats afforded little sleep)