a daylight dream

I am quite fond of small, dainty towns and prefer them over those huge metropolises, ones in which I feel a little lost in. That's why for my first road trip this year, I chose a town called Sandomierz located in the south-east aspect of Poland. I haven't travelled so far down the south in Poland, and I can see that it holds a distinct air and a different nature of terrains. It was a three-hour drive which crossed small streets near small towns and fields of wheat, corn and fruits. Since the south has this warmer climate, the fields were beautifully laden with cherries, apples, fleshy apricots and peaches. Some farmers set up stalls near the side of the road selling apricots, which I had never tasted in Poland in summer, because the season for those kind of fruits is usually in the autumn. But since spring came early this year, a lot of things have changed. It was quite a long drive, all in all, but I must say a smile was plastered on my face through it all. We p...

The past weeks have been quite different— a translation of a daydream. I spent some time dreaming of summer and what magic it could behold, and now I have the opportunity to make those dreams come true. It’s quite surreal and beautiful. Of course, I’m blessed with my sister, who has matured compared to last year. We have some nice intellectual discussions now and I enjoy conversing with her about everything. We have become very intimate, despite the distance, and I am astonished that she doesn’t shy away from telling me about her deepest secrets and concerns. I appreciate the trust that has sprouted between us. The most congenial thing this year is the way we spend time noticing beauty. In our daily walks and bicycle rides, we watch the skies, birds, trees and befriend the universe. We have picnics on hills in the park and dance beside the birches. I feel unearthly when I am with her, she makes me alive and at home. She reminds me that the love I dream abo...