Roermond, Netherlands

Life is a somewhat of a mixture of many things itself,
It's a mixture of hope and disappointments,
A series of luck and misfortune,
A winding path of choices and conflicts.
Somedays it's a lighthearted comedy,
other times it's straight out of a Hitchcock movie.

In this labyrinthine journey we called life,
I indulge in the peaceful moments of solitaire.
I thrived on gentle and meaningful conversations.
I perspire and take pride in my work and profession.
I adulate classic works of art and literature.

Letting my senses grow and perception run wild in the Netherlands,
Looking for inspiration in foreign lands and strangers.
I have a propensity of falling in love with people I've never met and the cities I have yet been.
There are no phatic conversations or perfunctory interactions here,
only the most sincere and earnest reactions towards the beauty I behold.

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” ― W.B. Yeats