Everlasting evanescent.

A Handful of  sweet bitterness from the visit of the most beloved! Family.

I went to the airport on 25^th of May, took my backpack and a lot of courage not to get lost in terribly sophisticated transportation system of Amsterdam.

I prepared myself not to drown in the tears /it’ s very well known fact that being emotional has gone out of fashion/

They arrived safe and looked as good as always, smiles on their faces, a bit of confusion and millions of hugs.

How can I briefly describe these past few days which let me to natural downcast after the plane took its way back to Latvia?

Sunburn, sitting along the channels, lights, museums, long walks, talks, hugs, vine, mattress.

We smoked weed and crashed McDonalds.

We are family and I couldn’ t ask for more.

28^th of May/ late afternoon/ Oud- Zuid train station/ window/ tears ... no one is trendy forever... / goodbye and have a safe trip home!

A Handful of solitude and enormous willing to take the first flight home. But I haven’t finished here, not yet.  

Agnes.