Postcards #60 from Shinrin-yoku Come back to the trees, the bushes, the rocks, to the water and to the stars. Come, sit with me, watching the clouds dancing with the wind, and swimming slowly away.
On the last day of the year, finally back to Barcelona, I try my best to cooperate with everything. I go to the market and try to kill the hunger for space with shopping for dinner, and for midnight snacks, and for lunch for tomorrow... It's nice and sunny outside, and I wish for the… Continue reading Freedom song