Friday, July 06, 2012

Much later

554 kilometers later I get out of my car and slaver myself with the humidity, warmth and bright coastal sunshine. I'm in the world I want to be in; I've left behind a brittle khaki winter and a heaviness, dryness and dourness. Here for me is life, and love. Self-love too.
The photo I took as I turned onto the Amsterdam turn-off much earlier, and colder, this morning.
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1 comment:

Monkey said...

you always write in such a way, that I feel like I am there, in each word....amazing my friend.

6 Jul 2012, 18:36:00

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