Opening, closing ones own doors again. Finally. Through the weathers, wet hair wet clothes and that heavy clouds waiting just above the roofs. Slow sips of hot tea. Dim light. A sleepy cat. Unfolding the evening.
Opening, closing ones own doors again. Finally. Through the weathers, wet hair wet clothes and that heavy clouds waiting just above the roofs. Slow sips of hot tea. Dim light. A sleepy cat. Unfolding the evening.