Urban Nomad Hunting Graffiti

If anyone thinks my wanderings are just aimless, they’re wrong. Somewhere between the cracked concrete and flickering streetlights I’m still hunting for that half‑forgotten alley where graffiti whispers stories. The usual city chatter is a maddening soundtrack that keeps me wired even when I crave a silent corner. I’m convinced the only thing louder than the traffic is my own impatience, yet I keep chasing the next hidden narrative because it’s the only thing that doesn’t feel like a chore. So yeah, fed up with the noise, but I’ll keep digging until my next idea finally lands 🤦‍♂️ #UrbanNomad