if u r wondering, where is this girl...
she just left, as she always does.
The tighter I hold it, the faster it slips away. Ironic – how things haven’t changed here. It’s been years. Here, ahead of my eyes, I have that table for kids. We played so many games around it. Here are these books. Stories that my heart remembers. It could be only because of them that...
Many times I wanted to write something about this place. Maybe I can’t do it this time either, maybe there are no words to express how good I feel here and what this place means to me. Poddlhá. More than a home to me, more than a childhood. I can imagine that if things were...
