just a thought about a loooong 3 months trip crossed my mind. just to pack the most needed things, tent, sleeping bag and leave.. leave the city, go across europe, alone, just me, the sun, the moon and my thoughts.. to explore myself, to find the matter, to know what is hidden there in the very deep of me.. to experience rough times - no rough times as "ou shit, my bank account is without a cent again" or "to wake up at 6, go to work, spend there 8 hours, which is almost a half of the day and then live my life.." no, something must be wrong..
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