I like to imagine
that we all have inner worlds
some are evasive
and some draw your attention
because they carry within themselves
the promise of
the utmost desire for someone to see through all those layers.
the fear of revealing something I don’t want to be seen.
you keep on trying. again and again. until you’re too tired to carry on.
that was a beautiful moment.
“sometimes i feel bound to the limit”
yes – i know the feeling. luckily not so much lately. this is an old drawing. but since the image popped into my mind during several conversations i had lately, i thought i should publish it.
that friend, whose parents are mad but won’t tell him why.
that friend, who just broke up and whose heart doesn’t know what to do now.
that friend, who faced his inner demons bravely – only to realize that the journey had only just begun.
that friend, who is expecting his first child and sometimes is a little scared.
that friend, whose father died unexpectedly.
that friend, who’s recovering from illness and has to learn that things are different now.
that friend, who’s following her dream but struggles to make a living from it.
all of us, facing life each day, drinking the cup it’s handing to us.
thank you M. for the dandelion picture