my afternoon was spent lost on a rented bike in the dutch countryside after having consumed a noontime breakfast of chocolate pancakes with a side of french fries.
i saw a fucking windmill.
while finding my way back into amsterdam i looked into the tiny houses with tiny cars in the driveways and tiny children in tiny shoes and coats i realized
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i say i'd like to, but i couldn't imagine living there. right now i see it like jumping into a pool of jello and waiting to become solid in it.
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