
If you live with the anxiety that you might fail
— that you won’t make it, or that you’re “not enough” —
then this text is for you.
If you live with the anxiety that you might fail
— that you won’t make it, or that you’re “not enough” —
then this text is for you.

To those years of unspoiled innocence, where a paper boat, a torn ball, a stone skipping across water, or the whistle of the wind through the leaves seemed like miracles.
Υπάρχουν στιγμές, φευγαλέες μα ουσιαστικές, που στρεφόμαστε προς τα πίσω – στα χρόνια εκείνα της ανόθευτης αθωότητας, όπου ένα χάρτινο καραβάκι, μια σχισμένη...