About a clean slate
As I sit on the plane, I say goodbye. “See you when I see you Dutchland.” Not knowing when I will return feels quite liberating. There are no rules. I make up the rules, and I say there are none…
As I sit on the plane, I say goodbye. “See you when I see you Dutchland.” Not knowing when I will return feels quite liberating. There are no rules. I make up the rules, and I say there are none…