Imaginary Crossroads / Intersecții imaginare

They seem to be all around these days. Invisible, untouchable, basically undetectable and yet whenever you go through one, you feel it down to your bones. The funny thing is, you only know you did it right after you’ve crossed it. Of course. After you’ve taken the decision and moved ten steps or maybe just ...

Brave Enough to Show Your Story

The true shade of one’s feathers is carefully kept inside. Along with that person’s story. What others see are only glimpses of a reality they know nothing about. And maybe this is how it should be. We are so caught up in our own lives/battles/escapes/excuses, what could we possibly do/how could we possibly deal with ...