Listen to yourself
Listening to myself sometimes is an irrational, inexplicable, weird thing. How could I ever explain those hard-to-touch sensations in my stomach, which restrain me to say «yes»
Anna Sólyom
junio 10, 2015
Listening to myself sometimes is an irrational, inexplicable, weird thing. How could I ever explain those hard-to-touch sensations in my stomach, which restrain me to say «yes»
So home is where your heart is. That’s how it’s said. Where’s my heart? Oh yes, it’s beating in my chest, here, closer than anything.
In the present moment, when we’ve just met, it’s impossible to know what lays in our future. It’s a dark spot far away from the