Heinrich Harrer auf der fluch nach Lhasa


One day I'm sure, it will all make sense. All the adulthood "joys" of dissappointments and negotiations. Instead of 7 Years in Tibet, I'm running on the end of the 6th. back in Mexico with less dangerous hardships than Heinrich Harrer for sure, but nonetheless, trying to find the hidden meanings behind the unexpected, and trascendental that comes from loss and unmet expectations.



Freedom really is, to break away from some behavioral written path that was never meant for what is genuinely chiseled by you. Maybe rolling down a mountain, maybe fulfilling the unplanned will make sense one day?

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