notes from the outer world.

Close to 5pm. Early dusk. Hiding in clothes, stepping through the snow between fields and houses. A lonely dog barking, a weak sun peeking through small holes pierced into that ever-dense layer of clouds. The challenge of decoupling from thoughts and anxieties. Right here.Β 

Wintry countryside. Trees, snow-covered hills. Dense clouds.

πŸ“· lost-in-moments

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