a chance

 Divide time that was already gone in two parts, then in half exactly, doing it again and again…until it was so little that I was no more afraid of it. Like a hermit diary, with a private alphabet and language.

Traffic light went from red to green and backward all day long, I switched music on and forgot about everything. When I came home I noticed the the leaves were starting to fall.

An appetite for life.


Photography so I can have a chance to think, again.