Walking Close to Home

December 31, 2011 § 2 Comments

I took a little walk around the neighborhood with my brother Tobias yesterday. It’s so strange sometimes to walk around seeing everything that has always been here, and every little detail that is not the same anymore. I know this place so well, but at the same time I know there is loads I have forgotten. Still, its good to be home. It’s magic, always. No exceptions.




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