Comfort of the heart

Comfort is an ultimate form of subjectivity, yet it is the subjective itself which makes it that exactly. You are overflowing with your own senses, those senses seeping into your whole being. The warm sun pouring down on you, and but once you step off the bus, you are welcomed into the arms of the… Continue reading Comfort of the heart


Two worlds colliding

When you are immersed in two languages, there is a constant battle between the two in so many different aspects. Which is better to write certain topics. Which can describe this more? I feel like writing in English today. This rhythm is my heartbeat at the moment. I don’t really ask myself, all I do… Continue reading Two worlds colliding