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Today I woke up with a strange feeling. I woke up at my home feeling homesick. But how can that be possible? Am I really home? I woke up missing my alarm at 7:00 am, missing the cold breeze running through my window into my skin, missing the church bell ringing for 15 minutes, missing…

Wonderland

Wonderland What’s the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear that word? For me? Wonderland is wherever my heart feels at home, wherever my heart feels the need to stay. I create my own piece of wonderland and take it with me everywhere I go. I find wonderland in streets, in faces,…

Birds in London

, This is my first week in Marangoni. Day 3 to be more precise.  I noticed that there’s an ocean of nationalities in the course, and I started to think: In what are we different? Are their dreams the same as mine? Are their fears the same as mine? And then I answered myself: Yes….

Paris is calling

Sweet Paris, the city that calls you no matter where you are, no matter what you do. I got my first call one year ago, I was in my bedroom staring at my Tour Eiffel painting. I wondered if it looked that magnificent in real life. I promised myself I would be standing in front…