Iarna in Harlaching

… and overnight…
… si peste noapte…



… so now…
… iar acum…

Soulful writing about humans and places
Iarna in Harlaching

… and overnight…
… si peste noapte…



… so now…
… iar acum…

My inner mystic is plagued by insomnia and runs entirely on divine grace. The outer shell, however, does occasionally need: jasmine tea, ice cream (preferably salted caramel), good books, music, and new horizons. If you’d like to help keep this blog alive, please choose an amount:
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