We Are The Same, You & I.
I read a thought somewhere A thought I thought myself Someone thought it long ago Now it sits on my book shelf. I heard a song on the radio Made from the tears I shed Someone wrote it far away Now it’s stuck in my head. We are made of the same stuff You and I Flesh, blood, tears, sighs Pain, love, fear, lies. SPONSORED:Β Interested in ways to help people find happiness and live aΒ greatΒ life? AnΒ onlineΒ mswΒ degreeΒ is for you. Shivya NathWelcome to my blog, The Shooting Star. Iβve been called a storyteller, writer, photographer, digital nomad, “sustainability influencer,” social entrepreneur, solo traveller, vegan, sustainable tourism consultant and environmentalist. But in my heart, Iβm just a girl who believes that travel – if done right – has the power to change us and the world we live in.