Roads.

Driving through the mountains with subtle winds and blue sky above me. Universe calling my name with a whispering voice. Road ahead of me is gray but billions of trees greeting me like shining jades and coffee trunks. I am a sort of frontier as my roadtrip playlist indicates. I am listening “A man at the frontier” by Mark Morvan. Such great day. I love being on the roads.

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