Distant Voices, Distant Rooms

I don’t know why it is here, north of the traffic, north of the philandering, north of the trouble and the mayhem.  It is here nestled between two mountains and a handful of rivers, lakes and streams.  It is here where the voices takes a rest.  We have arrived after a much delayed start…

…This indeed my therapy for the week.  Never thought I would say that..I want nothing more than to be a blur in the window of a subway car in an overcrowded city.

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