I’ve always been a wanderer. Any time I went somewhere in the spring with the sun shining on the road ahead of me, it was so hard to resist the temptation to drive and drive and drive, from here all the way to the West Coast. Just to see what was there… No other motivation but to wander.
He would often wander through the desert. He had no destination in mind, just the hope of shaking the terrifying thoughts. Some days he would walk, some days he would run. Every day, though, he took a new path, trying to shed light on his situation.
il mondo è grande, pieno di colori, e sugli alberi ci sono tanti fiori, che prima o poi diventeranno pure frutti, e tu che fai, golosamente aspetti. Son qui che aspetto, e aspetto il tuo sorriso, in questo mondo che sembra un paradiso, e allora eccomi
I like to wander around. all over the place. wandering is fun. especially at night. on the beach. looking at the water. the endless vastness of the water. i want to wander in the ocean with the fish ans many other creatures i have never seen. nor anyone else will ever see.
wander? i have no idea what wander is. sounds like wonder thougg..i like wondering. Find mamy intersting things by wondering.!!! reminds me of hobos.i think i wanna be a hobo and move to pariss. Then I’ll be truly happy (: k bye!
He gazed at the world from the top of the mountain. It was the tallest in the world, in fact. Olivicus, the brave explorer. He didn’t need anyone. He didn’t need anything. Stepping down from the grassy hill, he started off to the next. As he ran, he heard a voice. Was it an enemy? A call for help? No, it was his mother calling him in for dinner.
To just live, go wherever you want, live free, be free, do what you want anytime you want. Just start walking and see where you end up, take a wrong turn, do down a street you never have been on before. Let your mind do what it wants, relax.
As I wandered around the forest, I couldn’t help but think, where am, how did I get here, and who is this beautiful woman besides me. There are times when ignorance is bliss, and this is one of them.
aimless abandon and reckoning of the central spirit that awaits the journey to no where . aloft and set adrift on the boundless oceans of dreams and spectical . be here be there do this do that , wander through.
not all that wander are lost. they are just searching for something, which they don’t know what it is yet. we could say that everyone is a wanderer. I’m one. So are you. It’s not a bad thing. It’s something that everyone does in life. that’s life. you don’t know where you’re going.
To wander is to stroll around, perhaps aimlessly, in no particular order or direction. Maybe you are heading somewhere, but in no real hurry, or with no real intentions. I wander, for example, at the weekend, to town, because the weekend is not as stressful as the weekdays, when my mind is concnerned with work.
I was wandering in a forest when a bear wandered by he seemed to see me and ran at me. I screamed and he jumped on me a gunshot was fired and he went limp. A park ranger helped me up and took me to a hospital.
He wandered through the billowing clouds with a butterfly tied to his shoulder. He fed it apricots and berries every time a cloud shaped like a camel would pass by.
I wander the dessert looking for answers. I wander the halls looking for a door. I wander the shoreline thinking about the ocean. And I wander inside my head thinking about you. I want to find you to find answers to find us in this messed up situation. But at the end of the day Im still just wandering.
I like the sound of wander, makes me think of Robert Frost. Great guy Robert Frost, very popular with old people. Old people are really nice, i like the way they smell. Sounds creepy i know hahaha, wander wander wander, what to say! Strolling is liek wander, walking with meanign! thats what wandering is! WANDERR WANDERR WANDERR! i dont know what else to say…….hel
wandering around and about the meadow can help you clear your mind
you can even wonder as your wonder
2 jobs done at one time mutli-tasking i think it is called
He wandered through the wilderness. He could find no food, no water. He crept. He crawled. He cried. He wore on and on through the trees, the woods. He found no person. He fell and then through the forest he saw, she stood, waiting for him.
I used my magic wand to turn the mean lady into a frog! My magic wand has magical powers and is awesome! I will use my magic wand to get an A in this class. Yep I will. ;o
My thoughts had left and started to wander another part of my brain. I had imagined the day that I would be successful. I hadn’t been in that thought for a while.
As I wander along the deserted road, I think of you… everywhere I see your face and everything reminds me… when you’re not. Evrything reminds me most of all when I’m alone… so wnader with me agian sometime
I wonder as I wander under the sky if I am going to wander, walk, over to the field of dreams; we all wander in our thoughts, in our walks, in our dreams. Roaming, strolling, lost, afloat, we live…
I wander lonely as a cloud is the classic phrase that comes to mind – are clouds lonely, I think they feel free and unencumbered, floating where they will in a dreamy tumble. Free from worry, pressure tension – just happy to be
i wish i can wander the world and see many different things. but i am most often held back a lot. So since i cant physically wander the earth, my mind tends to wander for me. i am constantly thinking of new things i would like to explore and get to try but sometimes it overwhelms me.
going go moving this is what i think of. My mind does this all the time. I don’t know what else to write. I’d like to wander away from this desk right now, but I don’t know where I would go. My mind is wandering on…. wondering what this site is all about. The curiosity is killing me.
People who wander are usually either drunk or stupid. Going around with no direction is pointless. All you ever hear as a kid is “what are your goals?” and it’s definitely not the right answer to say “I want to like, wander.”
That song “I wonder as I wander” is kind of cool, though.
through…
life. the desert.
anytime you feel lost.
i like to think that you can still be content while wandering, that wandering can be kind of an adventure. i like to wander downtown, through the woods. wandering is cool.
To walk without a firm destination in mind, to wander is one of life’s pleasures. A leisurely stroll to wherever the road takes you is rare enough in today’s world, and more people ought to take advantage of it.
There isn’t a patch of grass in this place he’s wandered into. There is no friendly oasis, either. At this point, a mirage sounds lovely– like a pleasant change of pace. Still, though. Still. He’ll keep going as the sand shifts underfoot and the sun beats down.
I went wandering in the desert until I came upon a mirage. When it disappeared, I broke down, lied in the sand, and ended; becoming a mirage for the next lonely traveler.
feet dripping with mud – these shoes have walked there
don’t ask where it is, don’t assume you can make it there
and if you think you have been there, you probably
have not. how to get there they ask – you just have to
wander.
I’ve always been a wanderer. Any time I went somewhere in the spring with the sun shining on the road ahead of me, it was so hard to resist the temptation to drive and drive and drive, from here all the way to the West Coast. Just to see what was there… No other motivation but to wander.
As I wander
I do wonder
At these feelings
Torn asunder
and the thought–
mindful plunder–
that my life is
just a blunder.
He would often wander through the desert. He had no destination in mind, just the hope of shaking the terrifying thoughts. Some days he would walk, some days he would run. Every day, though, he took a new path, trying to shed light on his situation.
il mondo è grande, pieno di colori, e sugli alberi ci sono tanti fiori, che prima o poi diventeranno pure frutti, e tu che fai, golosamente aspetti. Son qui che aspetto, e aspetto il tuo sorriso, in questo mondo che sembra un paradiso, e allora eccomi
I like to wander around. all over the place. wandering is fun. especially at night. on the beach. looking at the water. the endless vastness of the water. i want to wander in the ocean with the fish ans many other creatures i have never seen. nor anyone else will ever see.
wander? i have no idea what wander is. sounds like wonder thougg..i like wondering. Find mamy intersting things by wondering.!!! reminds me of hobos.i think i wanna be a hobo and move to pariss. Then I’ll be truly happy (: k bye!
He gazed at the world from the top of the mountain. It was the tallest in the world, in fact. Olivicus, the brave explorer. He didn’t need anyone. He didn’t need anything. Stepping down from the grassy hill, he started off to the next. As he ran, he heard a voice. Was it an enemy? A call for help? No, it was his mother calling him in for dinner.
To just live, go wherever you want, live free, be free, do what you want anytime you want. Just start walking and see where you end up, take a wrong turn, do down a street you never have been on before. Let your mind do what it wants, relax.
As I wandered around the forest, I couldn’t help but think, where am, how did I get here, and who is this beautiful woman besides me. There are times when ignorance is bliss, and this is one of them.
aimless abandon and reckoning of the central spirit that awaits the journey to no where . aloft and set adrift on the boundless oceans of dreams and spectical . be here be there do this do that , wander through.
not all that wander are lost. they are just searching for something, which they don’t know what it is yet. we could say that everyone is a wanderer. I’m one. So are you. It’s not a bad thing. It’s something that everyone does in life. that’s life. you don’t know where you’re going.
To wander is to stroll around, perhaps aimlessly, in no particular order or direction. Maybe you are heading somewhere, but in no real hurry, or with no real intentions. I wander, for example, at the weekend, to town, because the weekend is not as stressful as the weekdays, when my mind is concnerned with work.
I was wandering in a forest when a bear wandered by he seemed to see me and ran at me. I screamed and he jumped on me a gunshot was fired and he went limp. A park ranger helped me up and took me to a hospital.
He wandered through the billowing clouds with a butterfly tied to his shoulder. He fed it apricots and berries every time a cloud shaped like a camel would pass by.
I wander the dessert looking for answers. I wander the halls looking for a door. I wander the shoreline thinking about the ocean. And I wander inside my head thinking about you. I want to find you to find answers to find us in this messed up situation. But at the end of the day Im still just wandering.
I like the sound of wander, makes me think of Robert Frost. Great guy Robert Frost, very popular with old people. Old people are really nice, i like the way they smell. Sounds creepy i know hahaha, wander wander wander, what to say! Strolling is liek wander, walking with meanign! thats what wandering is! WANDERR WANDERR WANDERR! i dont know what else to say…….hel
wandering around and about the meadow can help you clear your mind
you can even wonder as your wonder
2 jobs done at one time mutli-tasking i think it is called
wander wander . wander every were here there maybe across the world with me.
He wandered through the wilderness. He could find no food, no water. He crept. He crawled. He cried. He wore on and on through the trees, the woods. He found no person. He fell and then through the forest he saw, she stood, waiting for him.
one day when I was out in the woods I began to wander around.
a magic stick that you can use to cast spells and stuff like that you can trun people into a frogy of a turtel
She wandered around the classroom.
wander
I used my magic wand to turn the mean lady into a frog! My magic wand has magical powers and is awesome! I will use my magic wand to get an A in this class. Yep I will. ;o
I have a magic wand that does everything for me . If i don’t like someone then i can change them into a bad thing . Thanks to my magic wand !
My thoughts had left and started to wander another part of my brain. I had imagined the day that I would be successful. I hadn’t been in that thought for a while.
I not know what wander is.I think I wander around .
Wander around. You move around not really to a certain destination but just float around looking at stuff.
Wander means to walk around but slowly I think.
As I wander along the deserted road, I think of you… everywhere I see your face and everything reminds me… when you’re not. Evrything reminds me most of all when I’m alone… so wnader with me agian sometime
I wonder as I wander under the sky if I am going to wander, walk, over to the field of dreams; we all wander in our thoughts, in our walks, in our dreams. Roaming, strolling, lost, afloat, we live…
I wander lonely as a cloud is the classic phrase that comes to mind – are clouds lonely, I think they feel free and unencumbered, floating where they will in a dreamy tumble. Free from worry, pressure tension – just happy to be
i wish i can wander the world and see many different things. but i am most often held back a lot. So since i cant physically wander the earth, my mind tends to wander for me. i am constantly thinking of new things i would like to explore and get to try but sometimes it overwhelms me.
going go moving this is what i think of. My mind does this all the time. I don’t know what else to write. I’d like to wander away from this desk right now, but I don’t know where I would go. My mind is wandering on…. wondering what this site is all about. The curiosity is killing me.
People who wander are usually either drunk or stupid. Going around with no direction is pointless. All you ever hear as a kid is “what are your goals?” and it’s definitely not the right answer to say “I want to like, wander.”
That song “I wonder as I wander” is kind of cool, though.
through…
life. the desert.
anytime you feel lost.
i like to think that you can still be content while wandering, that wandering can be kind of an adventure. i like to wander downtown, through the woods. wandering is cool.
To walk without a firm destination in mind, to wander is one of life’s pleasures. A leisurely stroll to wherever the road takes you is rare enough in today’s world, and more people ought to take advantage of it.
There isn’t a patch of grass in this place he’s wandered into. There is no friendly oasis, either. At this point, a mirage sounds lovely– like a pleasant change of pace. Still, though. Still. He’ll keep going as the sand shifts underfoot and the sun beats down.
A mistake. He needs to stop wandering into those.
I went wandering in the desert until I came upon a mirage. When it disappeared, I broke down, lied in the sand, and ended; becoming a mirage for the next lonely traveler.
feet dripping with mud – these shoes have walked there
don’t ask where it is, don’t assume you can make it there
and if you think you have been there, you probably
have not. how to get there they ask – you just have to
wander.