Category Archives: About journeys (in space and time)

There you go

Posted on 02/02/2009 by

When you give up everything and start to follow a dream, for long moments you feel very brave and strong. You turn into an adventurer. Nothing compares to this feeling, but it’s not constant. It gets to you alternately with fear, emptiness … Continue reading →

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Toooooo muchhhhh

Posted on 10/12/2008 by

And when you think everything’s alright, your system throws up the sponge. You lead yourself on that “I can stand it”, but sadly it seems you can’t. An ordinary Tuesday afternoon, after you finished your work and ran out to … Continue reading →

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Good girls –> Heaven – Bad girls –> London :)

Posted on 28/11/2008 by

Everything that hurts is outside me now. And it’s fine. I woke up smiling again. I’m all by myself inside and out, and I’ve never been so happy about it before. I do whatever I want to do, I sort … Continue reading →

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Baloney again…

Posted on 22/08/2007 by

We don’t eat in no white restaurant  We’re eating in the car Baloney again, baloney again We don’t sleep in no white hotel bed We’re sleepin’ in the car, baloney again You don’t strut around in these country towns You … Continue reading →

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Tana thinks of Africa…

Posted on 22/05/2007 by

And so do I. A lot, too much. And I wish to go away. Not forever (“you have to live and die here“), but some force is pushing or pulling me, away, away from here, far away, elsewhere, to be … Continue reading →

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The braid of Neringa

Posted on 27/03/2007 by

  It’s scary. How did it came in my mind? I was ca. 8 years old when I read that book. The braid of Neringa – that was the title. A fairy tale, playing somewhere in the North, and seeing how much … Continue reading →

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Aniversary, public loo, Saturn

Posted on 22/03/2007 by

Seven years ago, I ran about Paris. I can’t remember the exact day. The weather was sh*t like today, but The 15th of March Place  is not exactly Champs Élysées, and my 4th floor balcony (oh sorry, huge roof terrace) … Continue reading →

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