Helsinki Day #8 _ "And when the fog's over and the

..and the moon come out at night it'll be a beautiful sight."Jack Kerouac

.. and this is how our sunday's walk ended.. with all this fog around us! So mysterious and intriguing. I am thinking of the melodies that came up to my mind..

"Just put your feet down child,
The water is only waist high.
I'll let go of you gently,
Then you can swim to me."

Is this love big enough to watch over me?
Big enough to let go of me
Without hurting me,
Like the day I learned to swim?"

this or that?

Dummy fucks our mind