Fair And Lovely Archy

* Choice ...

I left my cracked bridge, which offered to my fingers as painful splinters ... Yet I held out my hand again! My heart is cracked too ...


But I finally breathe!
I feel lighter!
Freed ...!


So I took the road ... Not if it's right, indeed! And filled with pebbles! I "m'embronche" as they say in Provence. But this path is lit by bright sunshine !


And he took me in Spain ......... :)
soon!