I am obsessed with the process of creation.

What matters is what appears in your soul, not what your eyes see and what you can name.

I feel Polish. More specifically, I feel like I'm from the tiny village in the Northeast of Poland where I have a house and where I love to spend time. But I don't work there. I cut wood.

We murdered them 0-0.

If I don't get murdered/Rob or have troubles/problems... somebody else should have them. This is called "Ballance".

My all-time favorite skin cream is from Poland. Its called Eva Natura with Polish herbs, including rosemary. It smells wonderful and is soothing and comforting.