torek, 1. februar 2011

Take.... bivanjske

If life is a journey, not a destination, than mine is a very slow moving train ride, stoping at every chicken-house, swarmed with passangers from underdeveloped countries, no food service and freezing cold. Instead of on-flight movies there is a heated political debate on growing potatoes vs. manioc and someone just placed a live chicken in my lap.


Did I mention a nagging feeling than I'm on a wrong train alltogether?

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