Everything in the universe has rhythm. Everything dances.

Dearest Bons,

It's time for Chicago,

It's time for the windy city ..

what I love about winter is that the warm coffee taste even better ..

When did the last time you experienced something for the first time ?

I just did it lately,

Was dancing while the snow flakes falling to the earth ....

aahhh,

blues me, Chicago ..

From Belarus, with love ...

dearest friends, life is slippery ..... here, hold my hands.

More than Santa Claus, my sister knows when I've been bad and good

Dearest Gibunk.... How do people make it through life without a sister? And hey.... I miss you.... so much! Can't wait to see ya' again next month.

Sky garden, Bali

(we were party 2 days back to back like a rockstar)

The time

Dearest Gibunk.. Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurt themself into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over . Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together?

I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves.

Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-bye.

Bacio, Bali

As the ocean is never full of water, so is the heart never full of love

Phi phi Island , Thailand