The seasons change into a Mood Noir...

A poem\song for feeling moody in a sunny day

Every mind is a maze... A dark journey challenging your sanity... A weapon both lethal and saving , depending on the way you choose to use it...

A stupid tale inspired by a chance encounter I had with the only ex I ever loved. From both points of view. Purely fictional, purely wishful thinking, purely stupid. To make things more difficult for me, I started in the middle, because it's the strongest part (for me)

Αν σας έλεγαν να γράψετε ό,τι θέλετε στο βιογραφικό σας τι θα επιλέγατε; Πως κρίνεται αλήθεια η προϋπηρεσία του καθενός μας; Από μερικά ένσημα ή πρόκειται για κάτι βαθύτερο που γνωρίζουμε εμείς, δεν μπαίνει σε κουτάκια ούτε αναγνωρίζεται εύκολα..

An unnamed narrator and two friends travel south through Baja California in an RV circa 1995. While traveling, the narrator contemplates a recent breakup: "We have a twenty-six foot RV, seven surfboards, four wetsuits, three rash guards, one boogie board, five leashes, fifteen bars of surf wax, a television, a VCR, a camcorder, a CD player, ten movies, forty CDs, one copy of The Magnificent Peninsula, one copy of Baja California, A Lonely Planet Travel Survival Kit, the “Traveler’s Reference Map of Mexico, Baja California” and the Surf Reports for Baja Norte and Baja Sur."

The poem is short, so a summary is not necessary

Collection of short stories inspired by some of my dreams. Well, at least I hope they are just dreams... Κάποιες φορές, προσπαθείς απεγνωσμένα να ξεχωρίσεις τι είναι όνειρο και τι πραγματικότητα. Και κάποιες άλλες φορές, ευχεσαι να μην μάθεις ποτέ.

Re-evaluating life and its choices... Reaching to the only conclusion visible to me...