Tologa Bay

For every man walking through this decadent life is ephermally alone.

His emotions of happiness, sadness, rage, humility, embarrassment, and loss whirl around in that broken heart of his, even with the loving words, affection and gentle touch of his wife.

But ultimately he is still alone.

He came into this world alone.

He will leave this world alone, leaving behind only the words of his past to slowly fade with the dawn of new age.

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Brian Cray is not a cyclist. He’s not a hitchhiker. He’s not a train hopper or an adrenaline junkie. He’s just an ordinary man with gypsy blood in his veins, who can’t seem to settle down. Nothing defines him. He goes wherever this world takes him on this journey we call life, roaming the world, at will, by any means. He aspires for a life of indefinite travel, a tiny home in the woods for him and his wife, and any work that keeps him wanderin’. Brian Cray is a travel writer at heart, sharing his stories with the world one keystroke at a time.

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