Darkness is not a tangible thing. You can’t sweep it under the doormat or take it out in trash bags, we only wish it would be that easy. It’s a mist, lingering in the house of your life, gets stuck in all the corners and is much harder to get rid of than mold. It … Continue reading Drinking my cup of grief while I stare into the empty space where your soul used to dance
Pretty sure January’s only job is to be as miserable as ever and this year it definitely got the employee of the year award. Besides the everyday dose of greyness and darkness lurking around every corner there was just something in the air, a slight fog of melacholy, wrapping around small sweatery humans and leaving a slight bitter taste after leaving.
HOME • noun • /həʊm/ • someone’s or something’s place of origin, or the place where a person feels they belong I love how this definition doesn’t constrain you to one home only, but rather gives you the possibility to have a whole list of homes. There are so many cliche quotes such as “Home … Continue reading I’ve made this vastness a home or is it the other way around?
The stillness and greyness of Bratislava did not really impress us much to be honest. The view from the castle contains a river, a bridge in the back, numerous red roofs and randomly placed skyscrapers. Full package with a stamp that says “average Joe of the cities”. But if you are really looking for treasures … Continue reading “Move along, there’s no art here!”
When you’ve been overworking yourself for quite some time and you finally get few days off. Not enough time to grab your runaway bag and fly to the most deserted and forgotten island far away from living souls. Or like 5 souls in total. And those souls run a nice restaurant, bar and hotel under … Continue reading Try running away from problems when you’re out of shape and you’ll end up here…
After exploring parts of Podmoskovie it was time to buy a ticket and follow the train tracks leading to the heart of Moscow. It’s pretty common to commute for about 2 hours to your work, which is something I cannot imagine – especially after living in Slovenia, where you can get to the other side … Continue reading The art of waiting, the charm of leaving
… or how I left these and many others stereotypes at home, next to the pile of things I could not squeeze into my suitcase and yes, I’ve tried numerous times with great effort. As it was my first time going to Russia I did not know what to expect, except a vigorous cold and … Continue reading Off to the land of bears living by the rivers of vodka!
In case you’re wondering who this wandermess person is or if you just clicked this by accident, ha – let me tell you a story. When I was only a little girl I always wanted to be a princess and travel through the other realms and take photos and be a travel photography blogger… Ha, … Continue reading who is this mess?