Photo: Almaty, KZ, 09.XI.2009. To my sister Marta.
To leave to stay to come back to leave again. Sometimes missing the perfect timing and persons. There is just one place I know I belong to. Besides that, I'm ignorant. Yes, I am.
"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us".
Photo: Almaty, KZ, X.2009. "Need to know where I belong".
If only someone could tell me what to do I'll do it. Sometimes it's so hard to choose between what you feel and what you should feel. I'm scared I'm choosing the second option. Hope this is not a mistake. I've just found out where I belong. And I'm the happiest person ever. I just wish I knew where my heart belongs now. If only...