Here is my story... One day I fell down from the sky and must be damaged a little bit my wings (and maybe my mind too)... Now I'm looking for my way home (I still remember where is my true home... it's amazing :P) and trying to understand this world and its rules (some of them are strange as for me). Maybe someday I will meet the wind which will bring me on his wings back to where I belong... Or l-o-v-e (people say, it is a strong power, which can bring even Heaven to your heart... it would be great). And now I'm just enjoying my walking and hiking on the Earth (life has many mountains, climbs and descents).
I have my audio player and headphones with me because I love music... Music helps me to survive sometimes... forget about the pain in wings and fly ;) (not so high as I wanted, but... it counts).
Also I need water… its pure strength fills me with energy. It washes away all the dust of the road from my skin, and I once again feel the call of wind...
I love meeting new people on my way. You know, inner world of another person is something incredible… You never know, what will find there: light or darkness, or maybe mirror, or maybe someone you can't live without...
You may ask me what am I doing here...? Well, it's part of my experience. I like experimenting... Only God knows where I will find all answers on my questions. Maybe here.. or maybe it's just another step on my way home.
I am creative, sensitive, and strange