Un anno di viaggi is one year of traveling è un anno di viaggi.
Only a house where I can sing at night. This is the only place I could live. Because there are times like this when it’s dark and silent and I only feel the need to tell the world I am here BY CHANCE.
To where I go if I need to go back? I go because I know I will have to come back anyway. And yet it’s not clear if you come back all the time. Sometime you will never have the chance. Sometime when you die. So home is just this home. It’s here and now all the time.
There is a time within. There is something happening inside in the moment you recognize your identity, you see a stream of yourself and see it rolling se
derouler devant toi. Davanti a te ci sei te.
foto di Katrina Tan