There’s a definite edge in having nothing in your hands when you go for a walk. To me, to carry things takes away from the freedom of the walk. Occasionally, I pass by walkers with walking sticks, boots, back-packs. Undoubtably training for a big trek later in the year or something similar. Yet still, I...
About Me
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.