Huh, is this now ?
I woke up in my old room. Everything is, like it was… I feel strange.
Unpacking luggage. The things know, where they belong. I start to draw.
I still do not make coffee in my apartment. Coffee by Andrea is black and strong.
The sea is, where it belongs.
Tags: travel
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12.02.2015 - 18:33
Toinen koti jo kokonaan siellä???? Kiva kuulla että sujahdit uomaan ihan tosta vaan. Voi hyvin!