unapologetically be who you are, get on that goddamn plane and let the spark burn within
i often find myself getting lost in the labyrinth of ideas my forehead has become, not sure which suggestions to follow, letting my feet lead the way and shutting all impulses out. but lately, i also realised how all things unplanned are the most vivid memories and the ones that always put a smile on… Continue reading on lightheartedness
And in those raw days, when everything starts to crash and you can’t remember those details that slow your breath down, hold this thought tight – you’re here, now, and it’s not the places you’ve been, the people you shared the sheets with or the times you drowned your eyes in that make you, you. What matters is if you’re ready to let yourself try, and sometimes it’s good to let some homework in the hands of fate.
There are those days when all you need is your way to get away, and I’m not talking about expensive flights, restaurant bills or coloured drinks. All I’m saying is that we all need a way to escape – doesn’t really matter if it’s a mid-week concert, a glass or wine or a cigarette smoked in… Continue reading blank sheet
Little does it matter if you're under you parents' roof or if you just bought yourself a boat house, a jacuzzi or a bike. Little does it matter if you're counting the cents when choosing which food to buy at the market, if you can afford a bunch of fresh flowers every Saturday or escape… Continue reading flip a coin
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