I intend to resist to the last. It will be a life and death struggle. It's the middle of October and I still don't want to put on a jacket. I want to pretend it's still warm outside. It's freezing outside when the sun goes down, but I don't care. Not this year. This year I will pretend that it is warm, that the cold will not appear. Never. I will be like the plum blossom on the coast. It doesn't care that it's already getting cold, does it? It didn't just go wrong. There is nothing wrong with the things that nature does. So if I imagine, if I pretend, I can go into the flow of nature, become part of it, and turn the tide.
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 | Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you. |