It took tonsillitis to bring me to PN and flu to get me back out. After a good 5 month of PN I have the feeling, I’ve had it. I started here with homepage support, got into it good at the 68er forum, really did dig some articles but cried out in disbelieve over others.

Still, on the whole I’ve experienced this portal as a superficial wishing well, with lots of possibilities unable to nurture them into appearance due to the way that people will behave when online.

In a fast world, fast food is not limited to what we put into our mouths. I like fast food; sometimes, on a basis not to regular it can be quite tasty, and still it somehow always leaves me hungry. That’s why I just want to leave…. I love my real life nourishment and feel the need to get the fast food twang out of my taste buds.

Never the less I’ve also met some very interesting people, had some fun and am grateful.

So happy trails all
@all friend: feel huged

und...
Ich bin dann mal wech!




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A little Robert Frost for your trails:

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference