Sometimes, I feel nostalgia for my home country. In my mind, home is a space without borders, full of night thoughts and memories. This place, this new land became a safe playground to deal with time where I wander between confusion and serenity. It is a peaceful and magic space where I feel comfortable with my life, even within a perpetual changing environment.


I see home as a place of joy and calm where chaos and comfort mingle, where the past becomes abstract and my present real.