Sky is on fire


Back home from Linda’s birthday. The sky turns red and smoky. The night is becoming longer and longer in Iceland. The wind blows everything away, the trees were waving their arms, the leaves weeping the streets.
It’s been the 4th day I’m back to Iceland. After the yoga courses every morning, I went to his office, working on my cv. No pain no gain, I have to work harder and harder.
My life in Paris is fading to the background, a new life is smiling to me. With the breath-taking landscape here I feel something strong is growing in my heart.


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