Time
Time, hmmm… I once heard someone say: “Why should an invention like time control my life?” Interesting. At first, most of us would probably agree. But I’ve thought about this… hmmm… this dimension for a few hours. A few hours that proved to me how deeply important it really is. You might expect something about […]
Just Like Then
I sit on a wooden bench, the air tinted with yellow, my gaze slightly blurred. I sit, quietly observing, sensing, trying to understand, repeating every gesture. That scent, those hands covered with wrinkles, the marks of experience and the wisdom of this world. I feel safe, carefree, protected by those hands. The air shifts, my […]
Beyond the First Impression
I sit in a place that feels both old and new at the same time. I drink coffee whose taste I know so well, and yet I have not felt it for a long time. Behind the bar of a hotel I once left with unease. Today I savor it and feel peace, as if […]
Behind the Light of Buildings
Morning. I’m still half asleep. Holding a cup of coffee, I scroll aimlessly, thumb tapping out of habit. Facebook. Nothing special. Ads, empty phrases, familiar faces blurring into one another. And then I see her. Standing alone — in another world. Behind her, buildings lit by the evening sun. Everything looks a bit foreign, a […]
Maybe I’d Choose It Again
I’m sitting in a new apartment, drinking my morning coffee. The world — or rather, life — has shifted once again. A scene from the telenovela I watched last night still echoes in my mind. What if the morning sun filtered through the shadows of palm leaves on my hacienda? I’d be served breakfast by […]
When Love Fades Into The Background
I’m looking out the window, watching two children play by the lake. Maybe they’re siblings—a brother and his little sister. The boy, a bit older, perhaps six, throws stones into the water. After each throw, he jumps with joy, as if he’d just won the Olympic Games. At first glance, it’s sweet. But when I […]
Reflections on Solitude
I sit by the lake, sad and alone. I gaze at the reflection of the lake surrounded by the endless mountains of the Alps. It’s dusk, and as I look at those reflections, I wonder how the water, when it’s alone, can be so calm and composed. Why can’t I be like that? Is the […]