On the move with Vince, dream by mikele -- Oct. 25, 2010
I am with Vince again. We take the train. People coming in and out. We end up at some cafeteria. Green and white tones. May be there's a poster for a conference. It seems I can do the math for it. I feel happy that I can do the math, but somehow it is not completely satisfying, I feel, hidden in me, that still something is missing. Vince seems to want to be helpfull.
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