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 … Continue reading a rolling stone gathers no moss

a stone starts rolling

Good day travelers, backpackers, dreamers - friends! My very first post shall inform you about the things which are coming up in the near future. Since July '17 I started to reflect and question my own whishes, needs and dreams for the future. One dream, which I ever had was travelling, travelling and even more … Continue reading a stone starts rolling