21.2.11
Hole In The Sky
Sometimes I feel like I'm missing something, but I don't know what that thing is. Right now I suspect that thing is sleep. Or perhaps it is a sense of purpose– although, in theory, I already have some upcoming activities to give me purpose. Whatever it is, this feeling of malcontent needs to end. Soon.
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Châtelaillon-Plage,
France
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