It’s summertime in Sofia. Young Bulgarians are out at the park beside the National Theater, sitting on benches, drinking beer and talking deep into the night. On the eve of…
The sun sets on the horizon, tickling the sea before an apricot spread in the sky. The boats undulate with the waves, rocking in the harbour, and Hanna watches the…
A storm had brewed over Corfu Isle Thunder roared with the sounds of revolt Moods had fashioned this weather a while, All that was needed was a bit of a…
Passion. Also known as our purpose. Our raison d’être. It is what we find ourselves thinking about constantly. What we are seeking. Where is the passion in our careers, our lovers,…