Day 24

  Empty There are days when I am empty. As this matchbox for example.

Day 23

  Post box It is a privilege to have friends. I am writing this post from my friends home, with post box number 2. I love you, Sasho Velagic.

Day 21

  Shark I love to paint objects and give them different roles. It stirs my imagination. At the end, it is not about the object that is painted, but more the way we want to see it.

Day 20

  The quitter “So what?” was the sentence that was most difficult for me when I get out of drugs. I would have passion and willing to do something, and then one day I would just think “So what?” and everything would lost the meaning. There...