The last of the boxes was out the door and in the van. He turned around one last time and memories started flooding his mind. One last deep breath, one gentle smile and then he closed the door for good and turned the key.
Inspiration through my thoughts, experiences and travels
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Late night thoughts of a fool.
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life on the move