in a freely fable

I subsequently found that the feelings I was dealing with were quite normal

classic chopsticks in black wood (ebony)

lined pages and flat spine

Ueno station, parkudgangen mellem skål in a freely fable"I once thought that life was like a book, where you open the first page, and then the next page and the next page follow by themselves until you reach the last one. But life is not like the story in a book. Even though the words line up and even though the pages are numbered, there is no logical order. And even though there is an ending, it is not the end. Something remains Like the trees left behind on a plot where the dilapidated house has been