There are moments where the world ends and the soul begins.
The moments when the world goes quiet.
And in that quiet… something true begins.
I love this feeling.
The moment when my world softens and slows down.
When I sit – just like today – on my wooden terrace and lean back into the armchair that always catches the golden evening sun at this hour. Surely, it will keep shining for at least another hour. My time…
