I lived in New York and something stayed there…

Virag, why don’t you write?  A ticking bomb in my soul. Something that wants to happen but I hold it back. So, really. Why don’t I write? ‘I used to cry but I don’t have time…’ – this is the only answer I get while asking my question aloud under the shower. I am in tears. The warm…

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Let them go…let new ones in!

There are times when you feel that nothing seem to fit in the picture, when you feel you have lost some pieces of the puzzle of your life. You are searching, digging, desperate to find them, yet they are gone. You had a dream, you had  a plan. Yet, that dream that plan is dissolved as…

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