… peste Bucuresti ii place sa iasa pe strazi si sa simta orasul. Trage aer in piept si coboara cele patru trepte. Este inca racoare afara. Not summer there yet. Simte parfumul strazii. Il cunoaste bine. Parfumul. L-ar descrie cuiva daca ar putea dar unele lucruri nu pot fi puse in cuvinte. E inevitabil. Aduce … More Cand se lasa seara…

I found this lost somewhere five years ago. It was started and, at the same time, it was not. Just a title among others. Five years of being and not being afraid. It was June 2012. It was hot. The sea was there in front of me. I could taste the salt like I used to do … More Be and Be not afraid