-“Trust thrives near the stinging nettle which acts as a guardian angel protecting us from getting hurt.” – thought a little dung beetle the philosopher.
Summer in my BonesMy eyes
The JoyMesmerising Beauty
One thing that awakens my soul and drags my inner self out from the layers of everyday tasks and commitments resides everywhere in nature. I can’t describe the joy I feel when I enter the park and see vibrant colours around me, when I smell the scent of flowers, trees and decaying leaves covering the ground. It connects me with the Universe and makes me feel special .
My Secret EscapeMy eyes
Hell in the MorningThe world
Have you ever had this feeling of paralysing hatred of life in the morning, when you wake up and you realise that you have so much to do and so little time to yourself. I have it now and then; I open my eyes feeling good and rested, I glance at the bedroom’s blinds and then the lighting of reality strikes me. I can hear this hollow scream inside me, my inner voice is urging my brain to scan all the available excuses to retreat myself from the upcoming hell. I usually have few justifications, which I keep in my imaginary pocket for real human-mental-kind emergencies. I barely use them but when I do they are worth a special prize. I like having my weekly- daily diary full but sometimes I miss freedom of having no obligations or responsibilities. I think everybody does that, or maybe it’s only me. When I feel overwhelmed I take time off (within limits off course, as according to a walnut inside my head I cannot allow myself to become a walking failure, and the constant avoidance of difficulties would definitely lead to it, so I push myself as much as I can). When I take a break from my daily routine I go to the park, listen to the sounds, look at the colours around me, exhale and inhale still polluted air and look for a place to create a home away from the civilisation.