Brussels, Bucharest, Muenster

Colours. Air. Faces..

I love with the brain of a child, but my feelings just play pretending more than I thought. It's been a long time since i took my mind off it...but now i miss it.

Sometimes, most of the times the best of things are hidden, stopped in the back of our minds. Last night i realised how much i miss it. Still, time and distance don't give second chances, for second chances are just the illusions of naive people that a feeling could be lived over and over again. However, it is by far no reason to make an ally out of time.

Sometimes....the world is smaller than it seems to be...

une journee et 7 heures.