Dusty Road Karma

I had a strange dream last night and I think it was in black & white: I was driving an oldfashioned car, a convertible, along a dusty straight empty road. The image was like from a time a hundred years ago. I could see all the way straight to the horizon. And then the name came into my mind: La Cienega.

Hahaa! Maybe I was here before 🙂

I am packing my things and fly home to Berlin. But I’ll be back, I know.


4 Gedanken zu „Dusty Road Karma“

  1. damned, dagie! itÂŽs already over!
    you are coming home today!!
    and I have hardly found time to blog like a mad girl as I wanted to!
    I enjoyed your blog. welcome home and hi to lelle, and morellino.
    they must have missed you!

    kisses from rainy heidelberg (yes, please come and visit!!!) and
    a safe flight home!

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