Do you have a moment in your life to which you return again and again and which makes you feel comforted? I do! I call it my comfort tree.
"It is so cold here in Kiev that my mind started wandering into warmer places, albeit only by routes of memory. Searching for the warmest one, I came across an old fir tree that we’ve seen once in Nepal. Do you remember it? The tree clutched to a stone staircase that led towards a village up on a hill. It stood there for such a long time that its roots grappled and twisted between the stones, forming with them one unbreakable entity."
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