Full Stop.

'Are we there yet?'.

It's the title of this journal and the question that started and sustained a globetrotting, frenzied experiment for so long. It lasted a lot more than expected and took me to all sort of places, worlds and times. It gave me so many lives, lived and missed ones, real and imaginary. It has been a wonderful and crazy four years.

But things change as they do and everything has to come to an end and it usually does when it serves a purpose no more. Now it's time for a new start, it's time to focus on some different questions and put a full stop. We'll get there alright, I know we will but let's allow it finding us for a change, enough searching.

A new adventure is ahead and I'm not even sure what it is yet. We won't lose touch of course, we'll be around. So long everyone, thanks for all your time. And Happy New Year!

The Fog.

We've had some really foggy mornings lately in London. I'm talking about thick, moist and silent clouds that isolate you from your very self. Blind, deaf fog. It makes for an unusual walk and some surprising encounters. And it calls for a little sunshine, it begs for it...

A (Short) Day At The Beach.

For the past two New Year's Days I've had a super-frozen, quick-on-the-spot-jumping, run-to-the-fireplace winter swim in the Adriatic Sea with my best friend. I don't do these things normally, he does!
But they've been particularly enjoyable, even if on an unusually chilly way and this year I'll miss it. To make up for this we took a shot at a preemptive swim two weeks ago, more than a month before the proper day. Alas, the weather turned out particularly nasty and we had to abandon the plan... All I have is this pic and the promise to make up in late winter/early spring. I can hold out that long surely.

Birthday!