one life one photo

Something like this my journey started .I remember it was around 23 of September when i get here!Where??good question!Montpellier France my journey started from Greece to an other mediterreanean city.I remember my first skip of my heart when i was ready to take the plane for the unknown.Studying abroad it s really formidable in the beginning because it makes you face the world all by yourself without having a help or the confidence that you know someone somewhere to go.!!!!HERE i am now embarking the plane and say goodbye to my old life,habites,everything.AND it totally was worthing the effort!!This shot was by me the first two nights i slept in my petite mais mignone appartement!!@and for god who doesn t want a change in his life i thought!!!why not a change of habits and an amazing studying experience and until now is going well !!How can you know what you are capable of if you don’t embrace the unknown?

“I don’t know. I guess I think they’re cute,” she said. “But one thing did occur to me when I was really focused on them. What we see before us is just one tiny part of the world. We get into the habit of thinking, This is the world, but that’s not true at all. The real world is in a much darker and deeper place than this, and most of it is occupied by jellyfish and things. We just happen to forget all that. Don’t you agree? Two thirds of the earth’s surface is ocean, and all we can see of it with the naked eye is the surface: the skin. We hardly know anything about what’s beneath the skin.”
“It’s the unknown that draws people.”
“That illusion of a world so shaped that it echoes every groan, of human beings so tied together by common needs and fears that a twitch at one wrist jerks another, where however strange your experience other people have had it too, where however far you travel in your own mind someone has been there before you - - is all an illusion. We do not know our own souls, let alone the souls of others. Human beings do not go hand in hand the whole stretch of the way. There is a virgin forest in each; a snowfield where even the print of birds’ feet is unknown. Here we go alone, and like it better so. Always to have sympathy, always to be accompanied, always to be understood would be intolerable.”

really???could we be heroes???for one day?on our dreams that would be the perfect part!like heroes of our one stories!!like we are the leading role on our history and imaginary play.

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“If you’re comfortable with yourself, then it’s sexy. Maybe people think I look sexy because I feel sexy. I am a very liberated person that way. I’m very comfortable with my sexuality, my body, my face - well, sometimes I’m not comfortable with my face, but it’s stuck there and there’s nothing I can do about it.”