I remember summer, 2022. Sun was shining almost everyday and we spent hours by the river, running, bathing, reading, dreaming. I’ve been wondering so much about how moments can fly and stand still like the punkies in the air above the water, both at the very same time. The night I would be leaving the…„the anatomy of life abroad“ weiterlesen
There should be a word for this familiar yet curious feeling of losing track of time. At one hand, it is forever ago that a certain thing has happened to you, on the other hand, it is still standing right next to you, having one hand on your shoulder to constantly remind you of what…„two months since leaving solid ground“ weiterlesen