“what now? ” That was the two words roaming around my head while all of those fireworks blooming with its loud scream above Rotterdam foggy sky.
with all of these phases, steps, decisions that I have taken, the future seems still foggy from my present.
I don’t know what to answer from that two simple words. what I know for sure I guess, to just record, what is going to happen this year, and hoping the answer will reveal – or not- between the lines of the frozen recorded memory.
happy new year, dear young soul.