Time passes. Feelings float and sink. I arrived in Brussels two years ago because my girlfriend moved here to pursue a masters degree...

The first time I hit London was in the peak of winter. When the rain blasted down from the high heavens of hell and ...

Loneliness keeps the boots moving, it forces you to work hard at whatever you are doing so you can afford to move on before ...

I spent four hours posting my letters that night. In parks. Streets I can’t pronounce. Places I can’t remember. I managed to post around ...