I parked my car this morning, grabbed my backpack and sarted to walk the few hunded meters to my office. After a few steps I stopped. The morning hold such beauty. The promise of the newborn light, the promise of a day ahead. An anticipation.
A city, a dear friend is reday to open its eyes, to start a new day. It feels good, it feels right to be part of it.
Walking on I wonder - what makes me want to leave this city, this friend....to travel north, south, east of the sun, west of the moon?
Then I know. It is my travelling which makes my love so deep. Always when I travel, wherever I am, I carry a piece of Trondheim with me. Always, when I travel, a part of me longs back.....to whene I belomg.
