About memories, responsibilities, and my father.
I remember well – those afternoons
Why not knowing is as important as knowing.
Going back and moving forward sometimes blend.
What are your doors?
It happens to me often, and in places considered the most boring. Today, it happens here.
The taste of outliving my missed dreams.
Seeing what matters, and being prepared for it, may require to see through some artifacts.
When doing, I need to be. When being, I need to do.
At this point — unknown road — in uncertain future