There’s always hope. But is there? Not without honesty, folks! Continue reading So Where The Hell Did The Good Cocaine End Up?
And again the house feels empty without Zofia. “Take care honey,” I texted her. Emptiness is good. 2 days and 2 nights is as much I can take. Women tend to take up too much of my energy. I have … Continue reading Do You Know The Ricochet?
About Fashion. Charles Bukowski. My friend. Me. And starting over again. Continue reading Why This Journey Is Not A Fashion Blog
Being head over heels in love, we moved to Malta. Of course she left. But I decided to stay in voluntary exile. Continue reading Why I Moved To Malta
Being Inspired The plan was to die at 30. Well, that didn’t happen. And so it started… I don’t really have to run, but I keep on doing it. I am always running away from everything. Somehow it makes sense. It really does. Lately I have been reading a lot online about these Digital Nomads. Made me think about all places outside Belgium I lived and worked in during all those years. Of course every location is connected with a woman. What can I say? Chamonix (France), Salou (Spain), Crete (Greece), Madeira (Portugal), Phuket (Thailand), Gran Canaria (Spain), Fuerteventura (Spain), … Continue reading About Me