I had some stuff wandering around in my mind and just wanted to let it out. This post is the result of a late night writing session on my phone.
I live in Hilversum, a small city in the Netherlands. Close to my house there's a moor, I used to go there with my grandma when I was young. And now I still go there from time to time. I go there on walks, to think, to 'get some fresh air', to enjoy nature and, of course, because my back needs a little bit of exercise. With my back injury I can barely do any sports. I can't even go for a run, which I'd much rather do. So walking will have to do, for now.