The boxes for our move were delivered today. They stand there waiting to be assembled and filled. The move becomes more real even though it's still 7 weeks away. From now on life will be somewhat chaotic and unsettled, until the day when some kind of order is restored and we wake up under a different roof, under a different sky.
Do I feel a sermon coming? Perhaps not!
aren't we all in constant transition which stops when we wake up one day under the perfect sky?
ReplyDeleteNice one, Viktor :)
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