Frozen time. I was thinking about the relics of ages long ago. What about personal memories? Sometimes we can be archeologists of our own soul and explore the early days. Do we dare to write a history book?
Gefrorene Zeit.
Tag: cat
I watch my brothers fall.
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.
Der Schlüssel zum Paradies.
Misstrauen.
Playing cards with Schrödinger’s cat.
H Schlagen 