ready, set, go

it is remarkable what kind of a difference the weather can make on your mood. on a morning such as today everything does seem a little bit easier; when you can switch into the lighter jacket and run without your gloves on you kind of feel like a winner -- i survived yet another winter in this godforsaken country where no rational human being should live in.

these days when i wake up and go running the sun is already well on its way up; and when i look at the pictures i have taken during winter, when everything is dark and bleak and i can almost feel the cold oozing from them, it feels very distant. i'm really looking forward to it getting properly warm; and i know that it won't be long now.

the best season to run in this country has officially started, and oh boy, aren't i glad about that.

see-through

the perfect roundness of the rim of the wine glass was like an edge of a bottomless well in front of him. the way the light flickered on the glass was too bright, too playful; it was almost as if it had been mocking him. he stared down to the dark red liquid and wondered if the anxiety that ate him from the inside could be drowned into it so that it wouldn't wake him up anymore in the middle of the night or force him to clutch his fists until the small muscles of his hand seized. he certainly had tried; but so far it had not been what you could call a success and he had been rewarded only with an increasing amount of disappointment with himself.


 he sat there, holding the leg of the glass between his fingers, and at that moment the thin, translucent object in all its frailty was the only steady thing in his existence.

role playing

we all have certain amount of roles we toggle between in our daily lives, and they all come with their own parameters. if you  work as a doctor you behave differently than if you work on a construction site; and the way you choose your words depends whether you are with family or complete strangers.


some things you do because you have to, some because you want to; sometimes these things are one and the same.  that is the ideal situation; but we all know that it is not always the reality.  the real question is, do you sometimes have to want to do things? life is not always unfortunately as we would want it to be and things don't always go as we would want them to go, so it is rather naive to think that one could always have their way. but if you will yourself long enough, can something you previously didn't want to do or be become something that you do want? and does it then, in that point, matter that it wasn't what you originally wanted?

london 6am

i just came back from london where i spent three days on a work-related trip. i had a wonderful time -- london is one of my favourite cities, and having visited it about five or six times now i find myself to like it more and more every time i go. i know it's huge, congested, public transportation sucks, not to mention expensive -- but i simply adore it.


so i had a good time -- saw great and not-so-great buildings (i'm an architect so that is why we went there in the first place), had a lot of laughs (i'm lucky enough to have nice people as colleagues) and ate fantastic food (curries on brick lane, anyone?) but still my most favourite part of the whole thing had to be the mornings runs i managed to squeeze in.  


the first morning i ran alongside the river thames and was granted with truly remarkable views on the iconic buildings by it, such as the parliament, big ben and tate modern. the second morning i headed to regent's park, a one i haven't even been to before, and enjoyed the almost total solitude in the vast grass fields. and then the third (and sadly last) morning brought me to hyde park, which is my absolute favourite place in the world to run in. i simply love that place, always have; and on that morning, even if i had the weight of the previous days' running combined with what was mildly put an excessive amount of walking on my legs, i hadn't felt that light in ages.






river thames

river thames

regent's park

regent's park

hyde park

hyde park

part of my pilgrimage tour

word

“you never change things by fighting the existing reality.
to change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.”


-richard buckminster fuller-