This is my second Journal, the other one is way too public.
Day have been almost hell, not a pause, not a moment to breath until now.
The Sun is hidden by clouds, silly clouds, also the inner sun is covered by stupid clouds.
Well.... not much more to say.
I might add something when the day ends to see if I found something worth of an entry.
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Under the Sun
You´ll find any kind of thing here.
Kharma, our destiny is written in the stars of our actions.