There are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.
Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone like you.
All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
Door Peter
Mensenmens, zoon, echtgenoot, vader, opa.
Spiritueel, echter niet religieus.
Ik hou van golf, wandelen, lezen en de natuur in veel opzichten.
Onderzoeker, nieuwsgierig, geen fan van de mainstream media (MSM).