.evren’s road to home.

Irvin Yalom said that “this is how wrong choices are directed: we convince ourselves that there was no other way”. … More

One is the loneliest number

Loneliness is standing alone in front of a red sky, like a vein of clouds beating alive.

nothing like we used to be

Landing. Heathrow airport. 33 years old and one day. Back to childhood, where memories were still liquid like a sea … More

το μώβ σου |purple|

Διαβάζοντας “για την μοναξιά” της Φρανσουάζ Ντολντό Υποσχέθηκα στον φίλο μου, που συχνά με “επισκέφτεται” σε τούτο εδώ το “σπίτι”, … More

whenever I see an X on the sky…

Whenever I see an X, I imagine of two people, two strangers crossing each other’s life, meeting each other in … More

how soon is too soon?

“What if we simply didn’t meet? If I was dead before you were born? Or what if at the same … More

haru |touch|

Να, είναι που κοιτώντας τον ουρανό, φαντάστηκα πώς θα ήταν να σε ξανακοιτώ μετά από χρόνια.

alexithymia

an inability to describe emotions in a verbal manner. so I take photos of what I see when a feeling … More

Here she comes again

Even a fist was once an open palm with fingers. Yehuda Amighai. A velvet pink wave over the sky this … More

City lights in a cloud

To Nikos, who forgot that vision without “glasses” is sometimes all you need to see the “light”.