Tiotusen meter upp i stratosfären
Mitt i natten, ett varmt element, snöstorm och tusen minst lika stormiga tankar. Och så Timbuktu då, på repeat. Om och om igen.
Men jag mår bra.
Ten thousand meters up the stratosphere:
The middle of the night, a warm heater, snow storm and a thousand just as stormy thoughts. And Timbuktu, on repeat. Over and over again.
But I am doing okay.
Men jag mår bra.
Ten thousand meters up the stratosphere:
The middle of the night, a warm heater, snow storm and a thousand just as stormy thoughts. And Timbuktu, on repeat. Over and over again.
But I am doing okay.
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