chicago
indiana
ohio
pennsylvania
new jersey
new york
connecticut
rhode island
massachusetts
chicago

write me and i’ll visit.
i’m back.

(originally: we can expect the unexpected.)

 
i don’t own anything.
    and if i love something, i’ll ask myself: do you love unconditionally, with only positive expectations and well being? do i allow room, space, time? if this is eternal (or rather, without boundaries of time), there is a lifetime ahead, a lifetime that cannot be predicted or foreseen. there exists only my belief and *hope* that in fifty years, this same love will be present, more huge and super-magnificent than ever imagined; isn’t that what the cycles of time bring? especially with understanding.

i understand that there are more important things than right now. i am mostly scared of trust, and how much weight we put on trust. is there a way to keep the weight of expectations off, but still have the confidence? i guess confidence is what solitude learns us as humans.

 

picture balata tour 2007
06 april : nyc
07 april : washington dc
09 april : pittsburgh
11 april : boston
13 april : chicago
15 april : san francisco