i wander how long it will take to see the amount of fuel lost on a plane…
i wander how far a leaf travels when it hits the ground from a tree…
i wander what type of person i am
i wander how long i can go for without feeling any feeling
i wander what people think of me
i wander what i will do with my life
liz
You wandered into the world, wide-eyed and in awe of everything.
travelling and meandering around the glen lead to me wondering about my wandering. I wondered if i wandered to pass the time or as a way to examine my thoughts in a quiet environment. I wandered into a beautiful glen of flowers.
audrey anne
There is a blister on my thumb
It is from God
He gave it to me
After I hitch hiked all night
I just wanted to get out
I like to wander, God
I’m sorry for that
Emma Cherry
I wandered upon a dream that within my soul of souls screamed from the most deserted parts of my heart. A face lost to all but my mind. I single smile. All of my love and pain wrapped up in that wandering smile. I wander because for lost I cannot stay still.
CG
wander in the lanes
on foot
searching for a gaze
of the woods
but alas!
i lay on the ground
tasting dirt
plain and vain
bullied by a stray dog
wandering here and there
gvlkasturi
As I wander through the streets of tomorrow I wander where I shall go and who I shall meet on this grand street and how will my life move and grow? because every step is a new adventure.
Kailee
If I were to wander anywhere in the world, it would be an unknown destination. I feel like wandering without knowing where you’re going, or without a hope of where you’re going adds more spontaneity. I just want to wander and see where fate takes me.
Deanna
soul wandering, wanderlust through cobblestone alleys in the cool shade of foreign buildings… you look up to window boxes of overflowing petals, reds and whites… patches of sunlight as you run your hands along the cool bricks and steel of railings and looking ahead, catch a glimpse of a mountain over the city’s edge.
Brigid
wander the plane of wonder, such that your return, Mobius-like, to that infinity that is but a navel. explore the oomphalos and all of its lint, because lint in mysterious, lint is stardust, lint is the fruit of our heart fission, our soul fusion.
wander… Anywhere… Everywhere… In the city’s lights. No way.
Kany
To explore. What would I not give to be able to wander the world for the rest of my life.
Pooja
Wandering through a meadow of endless bliss. Carrying a bag of turquoise berries on my back, and silver flower in my golden hair. I wish the wind would carry into the darkness and back to light so I could see my sparkling eyes disappear into the night.
Sophie
I must not wander. I will focus. I focus. I focus on what is most important. I stop doing what is not important. I tonglen. I use tonglen. I take my fear and worry and perfectionism and breathe out calm and competence. And courage.
Sometimes after a day much too long, the ropes that hold my head in place loosen because they’ve been straining and creaking with the tumultuous thoughts. And I become suddenly tired of holding so much back. Something snaps and unchecked thoughts spring. I try to fall asleep quickly before they start wandering too far into places I don’t want them to go.
I wander down the street, to the place that our minds meet, and we talk…about how funny faces are funny and 3 am crazies are what we were the night we met. You have the name of my first love and I wonder as my mind wanders. It is strange and yet life is usually that way.
Wander. I wander this world, a lost soul. You hear that phrase a lot. I don’t even know what it means. But still, I am one. Or I think I am one. I don’t know where to go, or what to do. Who to follow? Should I follow? I don’t try to figure it out. Instead, I just wander.
wander, roam, ramble, rove, traipse, meander mean to go about from place to place usually without a plan or definite purpose. wander implies an absence of or an indifference to a fixed course . roam suggests wandering about freely and often far afield . ramble stresses carelessness and indifference to one’s course or objective . rove suggests vigorous and sometimes purposeful roaming . traipse implies a course that is erratic but may sometimes be purposeful . meander implies a winding or intricate course suggestive of aimless or listless wandering
penter anselk
I wander through life, not always knowing where I”m going. I wander, but I am not lost. I wander because the view is always changing and the flowers are always growing and the moment is always new. And if you are only looking ahead then you might miss what you are standing in. And it might be shit, but it might be amazing. And so I wander. And i Pause. And I keep going, keep going, keep going.
Amanda
I was wandered around the chicken coop the other day and saw a purple dragon. It was eating some cheesecake. It told me it wandered away from its spaceship parked on my house.
Cierra
I wander down a long road. it winds and twists. gold leaves fall above me, around me, through me. my soul lifts but I don’t fall. gold, everywhere. If I die tonight, I want it to be worth this feeling. Not emptiness, but everywhere.
bethany
I never thought to ask, when the wild wind swept through his hair, as to whether it was, in fact, real. The boat churned in the waves, and we moved slower than it appeared. From shore, I could see a family jogging – a weird sight – and they kept with the boat despite the water and sticks that constantly ran by us as we headed away from the shoreline.
i wondered into the valley where the mist waved over the hills…rolling down towards me .
it was a cold day, not unlike the day or even week before….
penter anselk
My mind wanders as I work. it’s very hard for me to focus on what the priority is the best activity I should make it the RRs but get them all the way done I am a perfectionist I guess, afraid to let the thing go. Am I addicted to the tension, the adrenaline of the error? Or of not doing it right and fear of criticism and why don’t I transfer that to concern over the published work being wrong? At least it’ll be done!
i want to wander as far as i can go in this world. i dont know where on earth i will wander to, but i have a feeling that it will be a wonderful wandering adventure. maybe one day i will stop wandering and settle down, have children, start a life. but until then, i will only wander where i want, nothing to tie me down.
Peyton
I wander through my mind and through my day and through my life. It’s OK. I am a gatherer – the feminine side of hunter-gatherer. I am a maker of small precise things. And in the smallness, I can see the world through which I wander.
L
i wander aimlessly and constantly think that it’s a sense of direction. maybe it is, and I am just fooling everyone. i think so. i think that i have the best direction, but i’m just pontificating under the guise of “wanderlust.” either way, i’m happy about it.
chris
when i was a kid, i used to follow my mom when she picks up my elder siblings from their school. then i would wander around the big school compounds, pretending i am a princess hiding from the evil aliens. it was fun, walking down spiral staircases, letting my imagination take flight.
sarah
As I wander through the woods a clear sky appear and I am suddenly aware of how gorgeous a place this universe I inhabit is. Why was I never sure of this before? Perhaps it takes a solitary moment in time to appreciate the world around you.
Betsy
Not all who wander are lost.
Haha. Love that quote. So true.
And now I have nothing else to say.
Wanderer. Wandering. Wandered. Wanders.
It’s starting to not look like a word any more. -.-
Rushtail
Aimlessly, he walked through the dense forest. Days had passed, weeks maybe, time here was measured only in centuries and millennium.
J. Rock
I like to wander especially when I’m mad. most nights I’ll just go wonder around out in the woods when i get bored. when Im mad I go for walks to cool down it only works sometimes other times i go to my punching bag.
logan
wander wonder rover under sunder power flower pundits. repeat rehash recoup sunflash. Wonder why we wander lover? Wander over the seashell covers.
Joshua Barnes
wander wonder pander ponder go to where the beg no see me stop the sense of wayward nothing to go keep go keep go wonder wonder pander ponder wander now go bye
Tom
Wander means to go off somewhere. You might wander off of a path that you want to follow.
when i wander i am dlanked out staring up in the sky.
peyton
I love to wander around my hose in thew middle of the night, it is so much fun and I love it! Don’t you love it too? Wandering is boring and fun at the same time!
i wander how long it will take to see the amount of fuel lost on a plane…
i wander how far a leaf travels when it hits the ground from a tree…
i wander what type of person i am
i wander how long i can go for without feeling any feeling
i wander what people think of me
i wander what i will do with my life
You wandered into the world, wide-eyed and in awe of everything.
travelling and meandering around the glen lead to me wondering about my wandering. I wondered if i wandered to pass the time or as a way to examine my thoughts in a quiet environment. I wandered into a beautiful glen of flowers.
There is a blister on my thumb
It is from God
He gave it to me
After I hitch hiked all night
I just wanted to get out
I like to wander, God
I’m sorry for that
I wandered upon a dream that within my soul of souls screamed from the most deserted parts of my heart. A face lost to all but my mind. I single smile. All of my love and pain wrapped up in that wandering smile. I wander because for lost I cannot stay still.
wander in the lanes
on foot
searching for a gaze
of the woods
but alas!
i lay on the ground
tasting dirt
plain and vain
bullied by a stray dog
wandering here and there
As I wander through the streets of tomorrow I wander where I shall go and who I shall meet on this grand street and how will my life move and grow? because every step is a new adventure.
If I were to wander anywhere in the world, it would be an unknown destination. I feel like wandering without knowing where you’re going, or without a hope of where you’re going adds more spontaneity. I just want to wander and see where fate takes me.
soul wandering, wanderlust through cobblestone alleys in the cool shade of foreign buildings… you look up to window boxes of overflowing petals, reds and whites… patches of sunlight as you run your hands along the cool bricks and steel of railings and looking ahead, catch a glimpse of a mountain over the city’s edge.
wander the plane of wonder, such that your return, Mobius-like, to that infinity that is but a navel. explore the oomphalos and all of its lint, because lint in mysterious, lint is stardust, lint is the fruit of our heart fission, our soul fusion.
wander… Anywhere… Everywhere… In the city’s lights. No way.
To explore. What would I not give to be able to wander the world for the rest of my life.
Wandering through a meadow of endless bliss. Carrying a bag of turquoise berries on my back, and silver flower in my golden hair. I wish the wind would carry into the darkness and back to light so I could see my sparkling eyes disappear into the night.
I must not wander. I will focus. I focus. I focus on what is most important. I stop doing what is not important. I tonglen. I use tonglen. I take my fear and worry and perfectionism and breathe out calm and competence. And courage.
Sometimes after a day much too long, the ropes that hold my head in place loosen because they’ve been straining and creaking with the tumultuous thoughts. And I become suddenly tired of holding so much back. Something snaps and unchecked thoughts spring. I try to fall asleep quickly before they start wandering too far into places I don’t want them to go.
I wander down the street, to the place that our minds meet, and we talk…about how funny faces are funny and 3 am crazies are what we were the night we met. You have the name of my first love and I wonder as my mind wanders. It is strange and yet life is usually that way.
Wander. I wander this world, a lost soul. You hear that phrase a lot. I don’t even know what it means. But still, I am one. Or I think I am one. I don’t know where to go, or what to do. Who to follow? Should I follow? I don’t try to figure it out. Instead, I just wander.
wander, roam, ramble, rove, traipse, meander mean to go about from place to place usually without a plan or definite purpose. wander implies an absence of or an indifference to a fixed course . roam suggests wandering about freely and often far afield . ramble stresses carelessness and indifference to one’s course or objective . rove suggests vigorous and sometimes purposeful roaming . traipse implies a course that is erratic but may sometimes be purposeful . meander implies a winding or intricate course suggestive of aimless or listless wandering
I wander through life, not always knowing where I”m going. I wander, but I am not lost. I wander because the view is always changing and the flowers are always growing and the moment is always new. And if you are only looking ahead then you might miss what you are standing in. And it might be shit, but it might be amazing. And so I wander. And i Pause. And I keep going, keep going, keep going.
I was wandered around the chicken coop the other day and saw a purple dragon. It was eating some cheesecake. It told me it wandered away from its spaceship parked on my house.
I wander down a long road. it winds and twists. gold leaves fall above me, around me, through me. my soul lifts but I don’t fall. gold, everywhere. If I die tonight, I want it to be worth this feeling. Not emptiness, but everywhere.
I never thought to ask, when the wild wind swept through his hair, as to whether it was, in fact, real. The boat churned in the waves, and we moved slower than it appeared. From shore, I could see a family jogging – a weird sight – and they kept with the boat despite the water and sticks that constantly ran by us as we headed away from the shoreline.
i wondered into the valley where the mist waved over the hills…rolling down towards me .
it was a cold day, not unlike the day or even week before….
My mind wanders as I work. it’s very hard for me to focus on what the priority is the best activity I should make it the RRs but get them all the way done I am a perfectionist I guess, afraid to let the thing go. Am I addicted to the tension, the adrenaline of the error? Or of not doing it right and fear of criticism and why don’t I transfer that to concern over the published work being wrong? At least it’ll be done!
i want to wander as far as i can go in this world. i dont know where on earth i will wander to, but i have a feeling that it will be a wonderful wandering adventure. maybe one day i will stop wandering and settle down, have children, start a life. but until then, i will only wander where i want, nothing to tie me down.
I wander through my mind and through my day and through my life. It’s OK. I am a gatherer – the feminine side of hunter-gatherer. I am a maker of small precise things. And in the smallness, I can see the world through which I wander.
i wander aimlessly and constantly think that it’s a sense of direction. maybe it is, and I am just fooling everyone. i think so. i think that i have the best direction, but i’m just pontificating under the guise of “wanderlust.” either way, i’m happy about it.
when i was a kid, i used to follow my mom when she picks up my elder siblings from their school. then i would wander around the big school compounds, pretending i am a princess hiding from the evil aliens. it was fun, walking down spiral staircases, letting my imagination take flight.
As I wander through the woods a clear sky appear and I am suddenly aware of how gorgeous a place this universe I inhabit is. Why was I never sure of this before? Perhaps it takes a solitary moment in time to appreciate the world around you.
Not all who wander are lost.
Haha. Love that quote. So true.
And now I have nothing else to say.
Wanderer. Wandering. Wandered. Wanders.
It’s starting to not look like a word any more. -.-
Aimlessly, he walked through the dense forest. Days had passed, weeks maybe, time here was measured only in centuries and millennium.
I like to wander especially when I’m mad. most nights I’ll just go wonder around out in the woods when i get bored. when Im mad I go for walks to cool down it only works sometimes other times i go to my punching bag.
wander wonder rover under sunder power flower pundits. repeat rehash recoup sunflash. Wonder why we wander lover? Wander over the seashell covers.
wander wonder pander ponder go to where the beg no see me stop the sense of wayward nothing to go keep go keep go wonder wonder pander ponder wander now go bye
Wander means to go off somewhere. You might wander off of a path that you want to follow.
when i wander i am dlanked out staring up in the sky.
I love to wander around my hose in thew middle of the night, it is so much fun and I love it! Don’t you love it too? Wandering is boring and fun at the same time!
i was wandering all over the place.
She wander across the desert not knowing whether she’s will able to withstand the heat.
I’m not really sure what wander is. But I think it’s like she wondered through the forest. Yeah, I think that’s it. Not really sure.