There’s roads, and there’s roads. And they call. Can’t you hear it? Roads of the earth
and roads of the spirit. The best roads of all are the ones that aren’t certain. One of those is where you’ll find me. Til they drop the big curtain.
I am not sure (I have actually a little suspicion) who my Nissevenn is, but (s)he must be a very nice person... In addition to the sweet angel, I got all these lovely presents and texts :-)
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