I am here, therefore I write.
I try to read books, people, patterns and lost thoughts in the ocean of time.
I mostly write for myself and sometimes you. You are the reason I am.
Love,
P
Dec 1, 2010
Plans
December 2010
A lonely ride towards north. Beach hotel stay Cloud spotting on a high peak Drawing the most unknown faces Enrage my Enfield endlessly.
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