
As long as I can remember, I fly in my dreams. Sometimes I fly beautifully, ... sometimes I crash. But it’s always a scene, always a scenario. Like I’m saying to myself, are you ready to take off?
My sweet heart keeps drifting toward this kind of work. And damn, it feels nice.

My sweet heart keeps drifting toward this kind of work. And damn, it feels nice.

A small rant about anger control and the 5th dimension

A small rant about anger control and the 5th dimension

After a few Amsterdam hits, silhouettes started showing up, slowly.

After a few Amsterdam hits, silhouettes started showing up, slowly.

One day a tiny light will appear in the fog. And it’ll be damn sweet.

One day a tiny light will appear in the fog. And it’ll be damn sweet.
