How I learned to be alone

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They degraded love to sex and friendship to a Facebook like. Look for your happiness in an instant world, buy yourself something, feel the happiness. Chase away feeling of hunger, stink and loneliness, look for feelings of comfort, softness and security… it is all about feelings, feelings superior to emotions. Today, I chose to sit here by lake, I have nothing and I’m alone. It is quiet, the water surface is one large mirror and only sometimes the air shivers from the deep sound of distant thunders. No one is here and no one is going to come here. I have no connection with the world for several days here in Lapland. Such bad boy… I should be flying around the town, buying drinks some girls with lipstick, entertaining people with stories and enjoy their courtesy. I don’t want it anymore, leave me in my silence, I’m fine here, alone…

Often I sat alone inside crowded London tube. Hundreds of people around me and every one of them just as alone. To be alone between masses of people, that is scary kind of loneliness. Shallow, meaningless illusion of separation in the middle of crowd. Here it

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About the storm and harmony of being

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There are some days you will never forget. Those that split your life into “before” and “after”. One of those days had been awaiting me. I remember it well. The silly rain, squealing wind, the destruction, the despair, the end. When the skies closed above me and the downpour started it was too late. I wasn’t quick enough to run. I stopped, pitched my tent, hid inside and waited. Hours passed and nothing changed. A day passed, two days passed and the storm only got stronger. That is when it began…

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How I learned to live with little

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I used to write a lot of notes on my journey. I had a feeling that this is a unique opportunity to see the world differently than it was during my usual working days. This one came to my mind as I was eating my lunch on a bench by a picturesque fjord. As I was browsing through my last pictures from London, I began to wonder how distant that life appears to me now. And it had to happen that I stumbled across this picture of my typical lunch at work…

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