Utrecht




This is freedom. There was a time when I wanted badly to get away. To go as far as possible. To live a completely different life. To a place where nobody knows me, and nobody would ask about my past.
I gathered my courage, and kept going.
I thought I would be happier. Perhaps too much freedom brings loneliness. My life has become empty. I want to be happy again.



It probably sounds weird but I love grey skies. I love the smell of the air just before it rains or storm. It is this moment that charge my soul. For that 5 minutes, I owned the world.

Look, I am hyper again.

Where, oh where, has the statue gone to... Oh where, oh where can it be?


Aaarrrgggghhhhh!!!