There we go, in single line when the road is bigger, full of cars.
We find the food,
we are surprised how the society works,
bike carries a lot,
it is so fun and free to drive around, see the stars and know the moon...
And when she asks - do you want to go and see how the muffins are made, I just go, took the helmet and bike again.
I thought it will be a short trip, it was midnight already,
but we stepped in,
had a tea
and as I got to know those guys, muffinman and his supervisor, I dived into the world of baking muffins, even bread.
And night went on,
so,
when I realized that this day has passed by without doing tibetian exercises, I just did them there. Pretty clean floor.
City is asleep,
but those guys are baking.
And we are laughing.
Life is such a funny story, unbelievable and full of surprises.
You'll never know where you end up when you start a new day..
My days are full of everything,
new people,
connections and information,
mornings, evenings and moon.
People change, their moods, their small things, their relations and worries.
I love it all.
I love people!
So I am,
realizing that my little sister is so wise, growing rapidly, changing and developing. When do we see again? - I do not know. Let go of longing, I love her.
Recieving letters from friends - my heart is so grateful!
Blessed.
Yes blessed I am.
Thank you.
What if the dance is here within us,
just to discover and let loose.
Fly and fly.
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