I found a new way to my poetry…and discover a new way to myself, my home.
Sure I were rather quick with telling my parents that I will definitely stay here. But it is better they get used to the thought as early as possible.
Yesterday, had some talks with my profs and were brought onto new ideas.
I couldn’t sleep lots, woke up at 5 in the morning and started writing. Guess I am one of the rare species who can write late at night AND early in the morning.Slowly I find my niche into poetry and where my poetry belongs to.
Hand in hand we experience our own world.