My travels: Bieszczady Mountains. Expat Meditations.

You stand at the door into this land, looking over Solina Lake as it melts into the evening sky. This is the space of forgotten dreams, slowly falling asleep at your feet – Bieszczady Mountains, sketched in the dusk. Green hills sink into the blue fog as they grow instead of diminishing, in a surrealist…

Expat hopscotch in Dublin, Ireland: reflections in life past.

I spent last four days trying out my old skin – putting it on, seeing if it still fits. This was the first time since moving away from Ireland to Germany that I flew back there to visit and remember. Reflections awakened by the experience of being there prompted this little post, as well as…