Sometimes the desire to move on reduces!
I hate myself when I start to think that my life is pretty good and if I move on it will be a little difficult - not for me probably, but for the others, for my family and I begin to think - may be it is really better to halt. And then - suddenly I come across the situation which reminds me why I've chosen my way. Once it was the woman in the bus talking to another woman, then it was "Long Way Round"... and now and again this happens. May be they are signs. Then I come home and I only want to study languages and to work with photos - but I don't want to work with my country's photos - I work with Swiss - I'm really glad that there are lots and lots of non-worked photos still. Today I did this...
These sre also from Annecy. It was a really great and fruitful day. Sometimes it seems to me that I couldn't be there in that beautiful place - these photos are the only proof that I did. I can't believe now that it was the day of MY life and it is not the shot from the movie or a someone's picture... I remember that when I was passing these slopes I dreamed of living there in that castle or at least in the house by the lake and it was so great to dream about it.
These sre also from Annecy. It was a really great and fruitful day. Sometimes it seems to me that I couldn't be there in that beautiful place - these photos are the only proof that I did. I can't believe now that it was the day of MY life and it is not the shot from the movie or a someone's picture... I remember that when I was passing these slopes I dreamed of living there in that castle or at least in the house by the lake and it was so great to dream about it.