On my last days in Leipzig I met with Charlie in a little café before we
walked through the streets under a sky full of clouds. As we passed by this beautiful
lost building the sun came out and followed us through the old brick walls.
On my last days in Leipzig I met with Charlie in a little café before we
walked through the streets under a sky full of clouds. As we passed by this beautiful
lost building the sun came out and followed us through the old brick walls.
When the seasons are about to change I often find myself looking at the sky. Not only when the sun rises or sets, but especially when the sun is almost gone. For the first time after months of an early darkness I can see the night coming in the clouds above me where a little light that I almost can’t constitute rests in their shapes.