notes from the outer world.

Through the darkness again. At some point fog turned to rain again and then disappeared. Still, a few small streams of water run down concrete lanes that turn to loose stones and finally dirt and mud up there where forests separate village from the vast realm of stones and snow. Emptying todays drinks. Gazing into the valley, no real sense of orientation beyond what's offered by the few streetlights. Accepting being small in here, as an ongoing yet familiar challenge. Have a quiet night wherever you are!

#outerworld #the_mountains_afar #later_that_day_later_that_night #val_di_fassa

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