☀️7am and on: On the road returning to pick up a jacket moving on again roadside chicory and chamomile growing through the cracks in the city concrete and it feels just like nature piercing through structure here and there. Crossing empty squares, chasing ones own shadow, paperwork and planning steps in mind, a bit here a bit there and not fully awake yet.
mögen das
Marga Xeyat Ⓐ hat dies geteilt.