There was a time when I was cooking. And we were eating out, by the dried lake. We would lay in the grass for a while, then walk a little. We would spot and pet all the cats in the city and perhaps play some ping pong. We would get bored, but what a nice boredom.
There was a time when I was wearing scarves.
Lovely architecture and pink clouds make my neighbourhood a dreamplace in the evening. So, who’s up for a romantic dinner on my balcony?
You can repeat that all you want, but that’s life: full of thoughts and actions.
So the next time you think everything will be ok, you have to start DOING every thing ok.
And when SOME things don’t turn out ok, you realise they already are ok just the way they are, but it’s you who’s not ok with it. And then everything will be ok.
I would like to take a bath. Would you be my rubber duck?
In Bruges, 2011
When you think you’re having a bad hair day, just look at these guys is the poster. And they say it’s art!! Anyway, I need a haircut.
In Anvers, 2011
Don’t you just feel like putting your head over him? Purr purr.
In Hague, 2011
a) Double click to open window.
b) Empty recycle bin.
March 2011, Sevilla