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tagged: +me  +boho  +camping 
On Sundays Kafka goes for walks by himself, without any objective, without thinking. He says, ‘Every day I wish myself off the earth. There is nothing wrong with me except myself.’
From a note by Max Brod, early 1911 (via enflurane) ←

Gone camping! I’ll be back on Monday (: Do something outsidethis labor day weekend, Nature is beautiful. 

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