Recently I've been wondering about things. About my life, art, creating. About my family, future, kid(s!). I've been wondering about dreams. What do I want? What do I need? What is really important. Who am I? Did I change? How?
Some days seems desperate and chaotic. I know, I can't have everything, but why do I feel sometimes like I had nothing at all?
Joy is like a dog which is missing. He just smelled some scent and is gone for some time. I can sense his trace marked with warmth.