Sitting in the train and try to enjoy the early sun set of Stockholm!
It is beautiful even in 3pm! I should confess that it is beautiful and romantic. When I am traveling to the west and watching the sun set as a picture getting bigger and darker; I fall in some strange and deep emotions. It is not imagination, neither dreams, it is something hard to find any word to explain. Something like illusion. An Illusion that lets you be free from all the words, all the memories, all the past, all the ambitions, all the objects, an illusion that drives you in absolute existence…
I am sitting in the train and traveling to the west.
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Helia Rahbari said,
November 10, 2009 at 6:43 pm
traveling to west, traveling to sun set!