have I mentioned that one of my objectives is to walk as much as possible and it seems that I have succeeded in the last two days… at the same time all this walking leaves space for soul-searching…
Should I stay or should I go?
Should I go out with the charming German writer I met last week or should I try more with Portuguese artist?
Is getting another job compatible with me writing a book?
These thoughts and even more, while dancing in Nancy Sinatra’s:
“These Boots are made for Walking”