Write hard and clear about what hurts. But there are still a few places I want to show you. The show must go on damned! Anyway, I will continue on Queentsown, and more precisely a day out that we did with my Mother, to Walter Peak farm. We did not care much for the farm to be fair, we just wanted to have a trip on the old steam boat. Turned out, the whole day was brilliant. The sailing in the bay of Queenstown was just unbelievable. The view, my god the view! We are on a hike to nowhere.

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There is a certain beauty in cement,. And glass and sand and. There is a certain serenity in cement,. Piece by piece, kiss by kiss, I bite away at myself. Yet I will remain hungry. You Stumbled In Later Than I Thought. I heard a glass smash as you barreled in.

From Rome to New York. It has been more than a year since my last travel post.

You are the universe in ecstatic motion. Doing only takes us so far. We occupy our minds and busy our bodies with tasks and goals.