Monday, 2 May 2011

walk



I find the place. I am bit concern if this word find is appropriat for something big as couple square kilometers. But is beautiful place, green, quite, what in London mean farther from Heatrow.  When I need think I need walk, be lost, go far and cam back.  My husband call this runaway. I do call this sense of selfpreservation.

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