Lost in the depths of Tokyo.
I appreciated the best things in my life more when I was lost. A drink with strangers, a wrong opinion, or a misguided path. We often need to encourage ourselves to get lost more.
And how long has it been since you last got lost?
I'll write to you soon, a big hug!

 

Together the two

These cold days, which I love so much, have brought me to some inner reflection. Good things don't last, and we have the capacity to make things equal, but we don't. Perhaps something external is preventing us, but we can't see it? The answer lies in learning to appreciate even the simplest things, from a hot cup of coffee to the first icy gust of wind in the morning.
I hope you're well; I'll write to you again.

 

Breathe, live and feel.

Then other days come.

 My city is capricious.

Every day she's there, waiting to surprise me

 

Where am I ?
Sometimes I think enough to get lost

 

Lost in your chaos.

I find my chaos.

 

There a while ago.

In that lost street of the city I saw her giving kisses and smiles in the shadow of some bird of prey.

 

 

A closed door
The most incredible thing of all is that I kept seeing the world as something normal and predictable. I thought that in just a matter of days this hysteria would end and the people in the streets made me belitre it, I was very wrong.

 

Pause and move on
And look back for a moment to see what you left behind

Walk-up coffee shop
 

I only managed to stop at the old roadside cafeteria, and with each sip of coffee

I kept thinking and thinking about my destination