For the second week of August, I suggest you get lost in the cool of a grove, contemplating the Komorebi, perhaps with the Mo Chuisle Mo Chroí of someone you love from background noise.
It's a way like any other to immerse yourself in nature and experience the Waldeinsamkeit…And if you get hungry, then a little bread and Palegg, but Lagomeh?

. and take care of the appeal of life If you go through the mountains... The abyss likes to look you in the eyes and pull you a little from time to time.

Japanese seems to abound in terms that invite contemplation, don't you think?
I'm not sure I'll ever be able to pronounce this, but even without understanding anything, I love the words and the sound of Gaelic.
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I already told you that I live at the entrance to the Black Forest. There is no problem here in experiencing Waldeinsamkeit. And yes, it gives respect.
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It seems extremely practical to me to use the same word to designate the same thing as a slice of chorizo or a jar of nocillto. Olé the Norwegians!
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I am more than too much –This is how the scale looks at me in the morning *sigh*
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The call of the void. Who has not felt the pull of the abyss at some point?
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Angela Cuevas Alcañiz

Stories are everywhere, they surround us. In the end, we all become stories.

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