#birkirkara

I have this thing with PINK! Wall stains and all!

It’s been a while since my last blog post, I know. And there is no decent excuse. I guess, I need to be in the mood for writing. Funny thing is, I’m generally not in the mood, that is, until I actually start. Until I feel the rush of words gushing from my head and working their way down my arms and through my fingers; until the pictures start dancing in front of my eyes; until the memories cannot contain themselves any longer.

Writing is an emotional experience. It forces you to concentrate on your thoughts, on the meaning of every word and how it is placed alongside all the others. Perhaps that is why I often struggle, but it is also why it is the greatest of feelings, one that never fails to give me an adrenaline rush.

Coupled with urban exploration, the feeling then becomes unparalleled, unbeatable. That is how I felt when I saw this vision in dusty pink. I had already seen a detail of this on IG, however, I was not prepared when I discovered it in person. I would so love to be able to peek inside, even for a moment, and get a glimpse of the interiors, the residents, the anything...

LG