I woke up early in the morning on May 26th, refreshed from a relatively good night’s sleep in my cabin Fosskallen. It was quiet. All I could hear was a nearby waterfall. Outside the window, all I could see was… Continue Reading →
there are hundreds of ways solitude speaks to me and to you. some are as simple as searching the skies and finding that peace alone while other times silence answers your questions, where you find it chasing away your constant… Continue Reading →
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