Suddenly remembering a beautiful or intelligent thought that I missed to write down five days ago is my favourite magical thing about life.
September 7, 2022
Look at the clouds swimming along with fishes in the emerald-green lake of the village. The lake is a dream placed at 12,000 feet. And the clouds
For the sunlight I stay.
New home in a new village with new people surrounded by new mountains — and yet everything is the same, everything as wonderful as I make it to be.