Some journeys stay with me.
this one got under my skin.
August 2023
Getting tired of covering loneliness under the guise of hermitic life during my refugee stay in Reinosa, a mountainous village in Northern Spain, I reached a point where another presence was needed. My Friend accepted the invitation.
It was the last August that felt like childhood.
Two souls, thousands of miles away from their birthplace, biking along winding mountain roads, soaking their recklessness in the cold waters, featherweight. Future did not exist.
9+
Years Experience
214
Constructions Done
8
Countries
"Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river"