Monday, August 29, 2005

MY magic potion

I went for a walk in the forest..... Its like taking a magic potion.

First I walked through the streets of Oslo, and I just felt out of place; I don't fit in, something is wrong.
I feel like an outcast who doesn't belong in a world like this and who doesn't get it all. I look at the people passing me by, hear what they say and I just don't get it!

And then I come to the forest and everything just feels right. I AM just my footsteps on the ground, the smell of the moss and the sunshine through the trees.

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