I wake up. It wakes up. I put my feet on the ground and try to catch my breath. I don’t sleep well. It stars to fly. It faces the earth, the sky, the water. I put my face on and try to face up the day. Good morning.
Rock-paper-scissors


Having hard times lately but everything is going to be okay. I’m a rock.
Postcard swap





My first 6 postcards have arrived. Two of them are from the USA and the rest are from Norway, Canada, Thailand and New Zealand. They look really nice.




























































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