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– my heart- and soulmate –

a rolling stone gathers no moss

I’m sitting in front of my imaginary Mind-Map.
Sorting thoughts, brooding about things, biking near the fields of my homeland, looking on Woody while he lolls about the grass.
I enjoy watching him, keeping on brooding, smiling, gaping about the power inside him…
Woodstock… My baby, my dog, my everything. Doesn’t matter what it will be, no matter where I go, whatever I will do, he is in! That‘s for sure! Continue reading a rolling stone gathers no moss