Hidden potential.
Hidden potential. Remembering my childhood and youth, those moments when I helped my parents in the garden, I realize I didn't see any potential in those mountains of weeds and…
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How tall tales are born.
How tall tales are born. Tall tales are fun to listen to and tell. They were mostly told around a campfire in the forest or by the lake, as fishermen and hunters, who were the…
In search of an alternative.
In search of an alternative. The idea for this post was born by chance, after I couldn't upload photos through the server. Looking for an alternative, I decided to use visual…
Don't be sad!
Don't be sad! People have plenty of reasons to be sad, lol. Yes, sometimes we have more reasons to be sad than to be happy, but there's definitely no point in getting sad…
Nameless in a vast world.
Nameless in a vast world. To exist and not have a name... what's it like? Probably the ones who know this best are ownerless mongrels who will never hear the words "Give Jack…
In search of reality.
In search of reality. They say that reality is something we should accept for granted, and indeed, it's hard to argue with that, just like the idea that a snowman is made of…
A strange phrase, a strange habit.
A strange phrase, a strange habit. Looking around, I realize that sometimes I have strange phrases or habits in my vocabulary or thoughts, which, apparently, are meant to be…
A boundless flight of fantasy.
A boundless flight of fantasy. Sometimes, when I want to write something, I suddenly realize my thoughts have reached a dead end and refuse to budge. These aren't the most…
Vivid impressions.
Vivid impressions. If I say that every person, when taking any trip, even the shortest one in their life, wants it to be crowned with vivid impressions, then... But not every…
The whistle of the wind.
The whistle of the wind. Remote villages are often described as depressing. Yes, there's something to it, as you rarely see people on the streets of such villages, which is…