On the other side of the mirror.
I read your letters and can see myself from years ago. You describe your fears after moving to another country and the difficulty of finding yourself there.
I know them perfectly well, and I can assure you that it will pass quickly. To keep your spirits up, I will share my memories with you.
Why did I leave Instagram and Facebook?
I entered this underworld hoping to talk and exchange ideas with my readers. I also wanted to make friends. However, I soon found out that this is not possible.
A date – a museum exhibit.
We live in a world that changes daily. New creations are emerging to replace the old order. One such change is in dating, which used to allow people to get to know each other.
A special letter from a reader.
You are awesome. Your emails embrace me with warmth and emotion, for which I am very grateful. Today I decided to share a special letter with you.
Thank you, Ken.
In this busy world I would like to wish you reflection...
Who let in the rain?
Uninvited rain began to dance on the windowsill, and Luna followed every drop with her eyes. I smelled damp earth, trees and grass. On the stage of life, someone seemed to turn off the light. People hid in their houses, and the space was dominated by shades of grey and blue. Everything fell silent except for the continuous streams of drops chasing along the smooth surface of the glass. Like little children playing tag.
Spring woke me up over the weekend. Impatiently peering into my windows, she winked at my cat, Luna, who was staring at the sun, sitting as if hypnotized on the windowsill. When I entered the living room, she looked at me and I saw a timid question in her eyes.
Shall we go?
First of all, I would like to thank you very much for all the messages I receive from you. It gives me a lot of joy and recharges my battery for further work.