with a dream to satisfy and a former life to forget, here I am, moving to Brussels.

lost in the forest

Like a raven lost, alone in the trees, sometimes I feel out of sorts.

my friend, the bird

As if I were poised like a big bird by the lagoon, I can see the ripples and hints of what’s coming ahead.

my friend, the bird #2

I might be running…


and at the same time, gliding…


and howling silently at the moon.

But one thing is for sure…


I remain eager, as ever before.


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