Oct 27, 2017
On a sunny day blessed with warm temperatures I go outside protected by my best socks and cosy pullover, I’m intrigued by the brightness of the paper of my book. A beautiful escape on a rooftop terrace. I find an even more beautiful escape in this book and finished it in two days.
Too often I forget what reading brings me.
Too often I forget what writing does with me.
And also too often I forget the pleasure of drawing and expressing myself.
Today is another sunny day, but in between we had some cloudy and rainy ones. I want to remember this book, I want to remember the pleasure of reading, writing and drawing. I want to remember these last sunny days when the cold comes, when boredom comes, when hopes are lost.
