The more time I spend away from the city the more I want to keep it that way. Bringing myself in coordination with the slower rhythms of nature, allowing my inner voice to come out and rethink of all my priorities seems to be so important right now. And then I get back to my office and feel totally overwhelmed by all those things that need to be done and all those things that need to be payed off. And all that wacko economical suicide that is going on these days in Greece is of no help at all. I really wonder why are we here? Are we just puppets into some kind of Theatre of the Absurd? I'm afraid I'm sometimes losing the track of my path. But then again, a path is to be made by the one who walks on it, and one cannot lose something that is not yet created, right?
Image credits:1.Greek Style (by Thames&Hudson)