There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.
You feel it, don’t you?
Strangely hopeful this picture is – taken on a flight to London. Every day feels like a candle has been kindled. The flame is weak, but there is hope. Whether the Sun will shine forth in a blue sky or whether it remains behind the grey clouds – only time will tell, though I am afraid of what illusions and dreams I will have to break to understand the truth. After all – a sun rising in one city is also a sun setting in another.