The History Of Course

The yellow bird sits on a windowsill for a while and then it flies away.

To be sure, even the roller-coasting writing process in order to get things done is strictly entangled with sudden moments of ecstasy. Extra-vaganza occasions take common citizenship over the extra mile or down the rabbit hole below the ground. While walking ten feet above the ground, ventures abroad push the barrel to experience the marvel of the world, round every corner.
There is sharp cutlery in the path whenever an action comprising movement involves a change. Despite the lack of a more profound literary tradition, someone could complain of never achieving goals at forks stuck up in the road of some of the artists' manufacture. Yet, Tim Feltri Perks Temple, put it nicely in one of his most famous Work-of-Art, arguing that the reasons why English was adopted as the medium of communication was dictated by matters of elegance, style, and cross-cultural mean in a fully international thorough understanding.
  The breadth of thought imbued with the whole country approach is  significant for the most representative figures on the road. On the contrary, travelling has always encompassed the dilemma whether the expat should stay or should go; the audacious act of courage that sweep head over heels because it is, like the word suggests, hinges matter of heart and soul (cour-age.) Albeit it rhymes with damage. And couples give us trouble.
  On the Road was one adventure to Greece endured by Carl Matthew Carole Vincent and Spedicateropulos. A way to put forward into words the nature of what was experienced during that time in 333 B.C. must be taken into account. The sense of detachment has always been part of the ancient village dwelling.
  Particularly after they mistook direction of their trip towards somewhere else for a return voyage, they found places that didn't belong to the place where they were born. It was at the beginning of August that Carole proposed a trip to Greece. Like every attempt of doing something a little bit out of the ordinary, the rosiest of a journey abroad triggered great expectations all at once.
  Carole Vincent like Spedicateropulosis engulfed themselves in druggy, hard-drinking trips which went from hitch-hiking around the Aegean Sea, working crummy jobs, howling through the streets at night, meeting people and parting ways. Hipsters, sad-faced hobos, con-men, muggers, scumbags, and angels. There was not really a purpouse.
  Even on their first arrival on the island  around Leukas, along the current west coast, Spedicateropulosis forgot on board of the ship of  his precious belongings necessary to show locals their right to claim possession over the pristine land. They looked so unprepared they didn't even had the necessary equipment to stay over night on the four days of occupation. Either part of their expedition indulged on raping the local women, promiscuously naked in the fashion around the huts they populated, or otherwise, they mingled in a sleazy way.
  In anyway, wherever they went, whatever they made out of such proposterous adventure, as though they were eager to make the best out of it whilst finding themselves utterly under the weather, there was a lack of fulfillment. Replenished of any long term plan whatsoever, perhaps, something was missing. Major confusion was probably due to the abstinence from drug assumption. As opium was largely consumed at that time Spedicateropulosis and Carole, the two ended up tussling over whether the drug should be beneficial or not.