Your Own Eclipse
During my last year of my army service I headed to Croatia with three friends. My recollection of that trip, of that era, was full of wonder, strength and stability. No worries, no stress. Hike after hike, coffee boiled in a pot in a cabin up on the top of a mountain. Sleeping bags, fresh air. And now I can see the perspective from afar, eclipsing in gratitude into this new year, harnessing memories turning them into liquid thoughts. (Croatia, 2011)
During my last year of my army service I headed to Croatia with three friends. My recollection of that trip, of that era, was full of wonder, strength and stability. No worries, no stress. Hike after hike, coffee boiled in a pot in a cabin up on the top of a mountain. Sleeping bags, fresh air. And now I can see the perspective from afar, eclipsing in gratitude into this new year, harnessing memories turning them into liquid thoughts. (Croatia, 2011)
During my last year of my army service I headed to Croatia with three friends. My recollection of that trip, of that era, was full of wonder, strength and stability. No worries, no stress. Hike after hike, coffee boiled in a pot in a cabin up on the top of a mountain. Sleeping bags, fresh air. And now I can see the perspective from afar, eclipsing in gratitude into this new year, harnessing memories turning them into liquid thoughts. (Croatia, 2011)