I like to walk in the darkness, at night, that's why I moved the table at a side
I like laying in bed for as long as I want
that's why I bought new sheets instead of new shoes.
The girl in the car
she is sitting in her car, listening to a song,
maybe remembering her lover,
maybe she just discovered she's in love
cause she's touching her hair
I look at her, she doesn't know I can see her
she lights a cigarette, and another one
she's alone… the song ends, she press "repeat"
the same song, again
she doesn't know I'm here
she's not here
I have been listening, with her, that song,
again and again,
like her
white afternoon in Brussels
February 3rd, 2012. White city, Brussels... ma ville... Snowhidsounds that until today, I wasn't aware of their existence.
about freedom
Many of us say (I don’t know if you do but I do) that we “want to be free or feel free”. My question is… “free of what”? What we would do if we were free, that we cannot do right now?”
I think that a good way of finding answers is making questions. Good ones. Instead of asking “how can I get this” we could ask “why do I want this”, “who would I be with this” and “what is preventing me of not being it right now”.
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February 3rd, 2012. White city, Brussels... ma ville... 
Many of us say (I don’t know if you do but I do) that we “want to be free or feel free”. My question is… “free of what”? What we would do if we were free, that we cannot do right now?”