find home in the smallest old ruins.

I like coming back to Cracow. To me, this city is like the safest place in the world. When I'm in Cracow I feel like a totally different person, the colours are brighter, the impossible does not exist and anything can happen... Cracow means bazillion of stories, magical places, good people, arguments, liters of good beer, chats till the morning bright and somewhat lighter air.

K is a huge part of it's unique atmosphere, sometimes showing me the most wild and undiscovered parts of the city, sometimes simply giving me the whole new insight into what I already know about the centre.

K's flat in Cracow is full of memories. Of long lost friends. Of good times.











| current mood.

you only live twice.

Addiction is a decision. An individual wants something, whatever that something is, and makes a desicion to get it. Once they have it, they make a decision to take it. If they take it too often, that process of decision making gets out of control, and if it gets far out of control, it becomes an addiction. At that point the decision is a difficult one to make, but it is still a decision. Do I or don't I. Am I going to take or am I not going to waste my life or am I going to say no and try and stay sober and be a decent person. It is a decision. Each and every time. A decision. String enough of those decisions together and you set a course and you set a standard of living. Addict or human. Genetics do not make that call. They are just an excuse. They allow people to say it wasn't my fault I am genetically predisposed. It wasn't my fault I was programmed from day one. It wasn't my fault I didn't have any say in the matter. Bullshit. Fuck that bullshit. There is always a decision. Take responsibility for it. Addict or human. It's a fucking decision. Each and every time.
-james frey

| chaos is a friend of mine.

gravity pulls so many men down.

The rumour says Karma's dead, but it's not. With the broken camera and not even one booked plane/train/bus ticket I felt like there's not much to say. Plus, lately I've been somewhat confused and busy thinking about so-called real-life-problems. When I was a kid, I had a perfect idea of the 25th year-old version of myself. Everybody would tell me how education will make my life better and easier. How everything is gonna be just amazing when I would be an adult. Well. Graduation makes me think. Re-think. Over-analyse. Being on the verge of finishing my studies and just before my twenty-fifth birthday, I figured out I am nothing like that person I thought I would be. That things are not as easy as they were supposed to be. All the plans that I made, just turned out not to work. I feel like I got stuck with pretty much everything. I sound like Capitain Obvious, but this is the kind of a discovery you have to make for your own in order to grow up and mature. So my mood is somewhere between this and that, which clearly means pretty depressive.

I do not know if things happen for a reason. Who knows, maybe that is for the best, that is exactly as it should be. I just feel like life is all about learning to accept the fact that you are loosing things you care the most about.

On the bright side, I had an incredibly awesome reunion this weekend with some good people around, who came from really-far-away. And K. came with her father's Zenith and I snapped almost one whole roll so if that thing worked, there might be some pictures finally soon. Aaaand my Zenith's going to have the heart surgery, which should bring him back to life.


For now, I just want to fly somewhere far away.

protect me from what i want.

i want a piece of chocolate cake. a never-ending bag of altromercato cookies.
i want to go to a Pearl Jam concert. that one.
i want to go to Argentina. Uruguay. Chile.
i want the summer back.
i want to see New York, Havana, Barcelona, Dublin, Sydney, Anchorage, San Francisco.
i want to sit on the freshly-cut grass in Agape.
i want the beatles t-shirt.
i want my own flat. peace. and quiet. lots of books.
i want to have a dog. and a furry llama.
i want to meet Harrison Ford, Kevin Costner, Robert Downey Jr and possibly grab a beer with Zach Braff.
i want to learn how to timetravel. be in two places at the same time. walk on the water.
i want all the earrings of the world.
i want to go shopping with Zooey Deschanel. Rachel Bilson. Marion Cottilard. Anna Dereszowska.
i want a piece of parmigiana. salmorejo. párek v rohlíku. pastéis de belém. milka with oreo. guiness. łazanki. 
i want a surprise bday party. for once. with all of my friends. all of them.
i want to learn portugese. french. czech. korean. swedish. swahili.
i want a new bicycle. a ride on the camel. and a car.
i want to learn how to iceskate. bake muffins. touch my chin with my tongue. play the guitar. piano. saxophone.
i want that kiss back. and i want things to be less fucked up than they are.
i want to graduate. move on. move out.
i want all those fucking pandas to survive the next 50 years.


and i want my camera back.








and who's to say this isn't what happens? who can tell me that my fantasies won't come true...
just this once.

| starring Karo in the city of Cracow.