Tag: letgo

H o m e

I used to think of home as a physical place — until life took its course laughing at my so-well-made plans and habits. My parents passed away, my brother and I left, the building was sold. Maybe because my nature has always been the one of a wanderer, I kind of learned to call myself ‘my own home.’ I say…

Dried up

Death is like a breakup. Survivors are thirsty. Desires confused with memories long for a place to be. Something stays incomplete. — Today I am mending my heart, knowing I’ll soon hand the keys of my family house to the buyers. I spent most of the afternoon inside this place where I grew up, collecting garbage to toss.  And I…

The days we live

…aren’t like invisible small dots on a plain canvas of possibilities? But still, how much do they really matter to ourselves? Working towards the things I love is what helps me to make sense of my dry, daily performances. It is very easy to feel great when travelling full time or out of any responsibilities but as of now, my…