Sunday, 11 December 2016

Back to the promised land

I guess I would have gone ages ago if only I didn't have something in my brain that ties me down and prevents me from doing things that have even the slightest chance of making me happy (with the exception of photography, which somehow managed to climb its way over the barriers, through the obstacles and leap across the deep abysses just so I could find myself in places that make me happy).

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