While soft flakes slowly falling down and the roads are covered with a white blanket, I pull the sled on which my little son enjoys his ride. Mamma, what is this and what is it's beautiful isn't it..? All white and look.. the white blanket glitter!
Maybe I'm a Leader or an exception..time will tell.. Another calls me Cross but also wise..Who is right, makes me not matter so much. It's lovely people that we start thinking what we are doing..All times long does me constantly a question through the head..What am I doing on Facebook??
At the moment I look outside, I see the gray, threatening sky. I realize how strong is my own power and therefore just on the bicycle to the hospital for my day case. I confidently step on my bike I realize I'm a bit on the late side, 8: 45 a.m., but yes what is time?The caps I stop in my ears and put the music to. The ride can begin..
During all the changes dawned on me where I might get the most bang for am. ..Retrieved.. How do I do that? So while I'd like to. I can express me in love to you, but how can I show your love? Is there a description for.I'm just scared..For love, while I know what it's like to give, but give you the same?
A big resistance in the outside world makes sure I am thrown back into my world. Afterwards I say to you, thank you. It's not important what you from me to you. What is important, is that I feel at home and safe.Where I can be myself and should develop..
The streets are dark and wet when I go home by bike. I have done some shopping soon for 5 december. It is cold and bleak..it rains.The residents here on earth pressure, they talk and walk fast. They are restless and quickly irritated.