April 4, 2009

A door

Thanks for all of you who have been ordering my stories. With your help my noodle bowls have been full and spicy all the way to down here. But somehow I have to find some "own" money. Someway I have to pay visas, train, bus and ferry tickets on my coming journey towards the Northern star.
So now I'll stay in Woodford for a while and Uluru must wait.
Now I try to be brave and work for two months.
Tomorrow I'll open a door to my new job. A door witch I thought I'll never walk through. But tomorrow I will.

There is sign on the door.
And on the sign there is written:

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