…you have no clue what to write about, when everything seems too good, or too bad to be true, when all you want is your future holiday to become reality sooner, when you wake up, make a coffee, sit on your desk and ask yourself…wtf do I feel today, where the hell are my words, who stole them and when they will come back!?
Does it happened to you?
Well it usually never happens to us because we spend hours talking about anything or nothing, about any possible thing or emotion this life gives us, but this morning everything is different…it’s just BLANK. We look at eachother…and nothing.
We suppose it’s just a moment of the natural course of life and probably this happend to Steinbeck, Kundera or Murakami, right?:) Please say yes!:))
Well our beloved…today the fab muses will just SHUT UP and let you enjoy the photos.
Forgive us! It will never happen again!