Solitary Wanderer Prints

'I have no idea who he is, I like to keep myself to myself.'

'Why can't you admit you're lost?'

"Is it just me, right, is it just me ...?"

"I'm going to New Zealand for a walk."

Mr. Briggs' Adventures in the Highlands, part 8.

Gwendolyn found herself deep in the Lake district,

Desert Planet

Napoleon marches off alone

"I had half a date last weekend."

Vast Wasteland Ahead

'No luggage.'

Your own tedious thoughts next 200 miles

Trilby - 'I suppose you do all this kind of thing for mere amusement, Mr. Wynne?'

Voice of GPS: 'Recalculating...'

Things to do today: Practice for long distance swim.

"I am having an alternative Christmas."

"If they turned off when you clapped, they probably weren't the northern lights."

'Been coming here for years and never bumped into anyone who knows me . . . weird!'

'So when are we going to hit this 'open road' you're always talking about?'

Budget Travel (Hitchhiking)

Lover's Lane. Dears crossing.

"If you can't sleep you may as well be productive and guard the meth lab."

Counting Sheep

'I said I would agree to work remotely, but this is a bit too much.'

"As a single diner, you will be seated at an awkward table by the restrooms where your lonely presence won't bother other diners."

'Leading the pack, fighting contenders, it was too stressful: I gave it up and became a lone wolf...'

Rambler encounters an existential signpost.

'Does anyone feel like I do?'

I wandered lonely as a cloud in the shape of an insufferable jerk no one could stand to be around.

'We had sex every day alright- MiddleSEX on Monday, EsSEX on Tuesday, SusSEX on....'

"Far out, man."

'Are you counting sheep again?'

"I like sad songs."

'Last Chance for a Nice Chat'

Holiday snaps of airport delays.