An hour to go before going to the airport. Still quite unsettled inside me not knowing what will be coming along. Meditated for a while just now. Hope everything will be going under control. I am coming again SH and the cold cold winter.
He is my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
Take care my love..
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