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Here I am, lying awake, stomach growling, body shivering to the cold weather of Amsterdam dusk, I ponder upon the fact of how lucky I am.
Had I said no to my beloved mother invitation, I would not have been able to be here, enjoying the ice bone coldness of the soothing breeze, leaving me freezing to the isolation of my mind, escaping the buzz of life if not for a single moment.
The tulips, the locals, the vast lands with endless blue sky as far as eyes can see, the architectural remnants of what used to be a peak colonial civilization, the peculiarity of the culture, the canals intertwining with one another makes my curiosity side jump with elation.

Last updated October 07, 2019