Saturday, 15 October 2016

Fragments


Cycle: 6 a.m. thoughts.
The contemporary world - including the media - seems to favour fragmentation of reality. We keep watching nice pictures, moments, parts of stories, colorful slides that say one may form onself and his/her life to a desired shape. The only thing you need to do is to want - and it's gonna work. Fireworks and champagne all life long.

Well bullshit.

Sunday, 9 October 2016

A wheelchair



 My dad told me a story: his acquaintance who works ina hospital has a disabled son  - the boy cannot walk. They live in a house with no elevator but somewhow she manages. She called yesterday and literally begged for help since both her wheelchairs are broken and there is nobdy to fix them so she cannot take her son for physiotherapy.
 She's got nowhere to have the thing fixed, they will not lend one in a hospital, she cannot afford the new one.The therapist will not come to their house - not even as an exception.

Saturday, 8 October 2016

Lucky girl





 Early morning, the sleep is over for good round 2.30, yet another heavy night.
It's still dark outside, I'm looking at the street and warm my feet up right beside the radiator. The boys and parents are deep asleep.