When you become a parent, time (in retrospect) seems to go by faster. You’re doing your thing – changing diapers, pushing a stroller around, doing mounds of laundry- and BAM, it hits you…that moment of clarity and sobering reality that your life is not just yours anymore. Well, I’ve been getting

A circle of time is inexorably rotating as if it was a well-stained clock mechanism. We all, no matter we work, no matter we create, we love, we dream or perform our role in an endless time performance whose directors and actors are we ourselves, are the part of this mechanism… I immersed into the