pludselig har jeg tilbagelagt alt for mange km alt for hurtigt. bjergene forsvinder bag mig, jeg naermer mig soeen og der er stadig lang tid til at mor kommer og besoeger mig, jeg maa gaa langsommere! men det er svaert at saette farten ned, det er svaert at stoppe med at gaa, foedderne fortsaetter bare, km glider langsomt forbi mig. jeg har ingen boeger. tankerne overtager min hjerne, naturen overtager min hjerne, jeg taenker paa mad, hvor jeg skal sove, jeg taenker paa jesus, jeg taenker paa folk der lever deres liv. folk jeg moeder, folk jeg aldrig har moedt. jeg skriver en masse i min dagbog (den smukke nye jeg har faaet) og tegner. og gaar. gaar. gaar.

suddenly i have walked too far too fast, there is still a long time until my mom will come. the mountains disappear behind me, i walk now next to the lake. i have to take it more easy, but it is difficult to slow down, stop the feet from walking, the km pass me silently. i have no books. my thoughts take over my brain the nature take over. i think about food. about sleep. about jesus. about the people that surround me, the people i meet and the people i have never met. i write a lot in my diary (the new beautiful one i got for a present, thank you!) and i draw. i walk. walk walk walk.