Waking WalkSometimes a road can be a purpose itself. A ride on the ferriswheel that won't make you think about difficulties, fear, weariness or any trouble at all. It's the feeling of the quest, the stimulus of the new. It's my nature, our nature, to let ourselves be fascinated with a new idea, a new person, a new challenge. Let me find something new for you out of the blue, out of my shapeshifting blues. My shoes are trying to tell me something. Focus your broadband attention.Waking Walk
Look, my feet. Walk, my eyes. These feet and these eyes are in a constant and very refreshing dialogue. Awake. Attentive. Above all, curious. This is my road
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Bucharest , Romania
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"When you wet the bed first it is warm then it gets cold" James Joyce
-Stian
thank you for your commets...
you know her ("This Love") he?
beauutiful words you wrote... really...
thank you again... bye!
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there is only one thing
we need to fear and thats
fear itself.
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the eye
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there is only one thing
we need to fear and thats
fear itself.
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the eye
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