And little does it matter if these freedoms are as small as wearing sneakers, last minute trips, letting some swear words slip out of my mouth or going with the flow of fantasies that are not talked at fancy aperitifs on rooftops.
There’s something about imperfections, an allure in things left incomplete, doodles without meaning. There's a song that often gets stuck in my head and I often find myself whistling it on the stairs on early mornings. It says 'be what you be in all that you are' and for however trivial it may sound, and… Continue reading flaws
I’m no expert in the matter of solid relations and long-term matters, but there are a couple things I’ve learnt by going wrong. And these may sound trivial – like extracts taken from motivational books with an old cover -, but they’re something good to keep tight to when things get too real. And what I’ve learnt is that all things are a mess, you just have to learn where to hide them.
Amsterdam, Spring 2017 There are few things I like to list in the morning, when the light is still too bright and there’s that moment of absurdity in the air, from not recognizing the walls around you or the sound of the alarm. The span from scratching my eyes to washing my face with cold… Continue reading lego blocks
University of Essex, Spring 2017 We keep pretending that we do things for ourselves when in reality we keep deceiving ourselves in doing things because we feel obliged. We think we’re entitled to our parents because they provide us with everything since we are born, to our friends who keep up with us, and without… Continue reading on travels, food, friends