He walked about with no specific purpose, his only goal was to explore. He had been wandering this city for days now and each day he would find something new. A new path or shop he hadn’t seen before, or a new aspect of his personality. Today he discovered a chocolate shop tucked in the corner of a little street. He knew he had to go in and buy something. He also discovered that he hated history museums, they were dull and un-entertaining.
He loved the way it felt, just walking aimlessly, nowhere to go, no timetables or scheduled. Instead he listened to his body, he would eat when he felt hungry, regardless of the time, he rested when he felt tired and he drank when he felt thirsty. There were no rules for him, just himself wandering the world.
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