I'm on the train, arriving in Tychy after 7 hours travel, only 30 minutes of sleep tonight. I am watching the changing landscape outside, its colours, shapes, objects. No putting labels on it, just seeing, this reminds me of the innocence I used to look at things when I was a child. And then something and many other things have been lost, is this inevitable? Perhaps it is, I don't know.
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