a snowy trek home
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Kokubunji, 2024.02.05
This is the way I found my bicycle at Nishi-Kokubunji station tonight.
twenty-seven years and one million words
This is the way I found my bicycle at Nishi-Kokubunji station tonight.
Impermanent are all created things; Strive on with awareness.
—Siddhārtha Gautama (The Buddha) - supposed dying words