The weather is spectacular. It's cloudy, it rains and winds so fiercely. I just stood on my balcony for a while, the wind blew through me and I cried. I could smell pines, fresh grass and the wet ground, rain. Such a beautiful, bitter sweet moment. And I was so alone, only with the universe around me and within me.

Sometimes in the night I wake up suddenly to a fear, of existential loneliness, of being so very alone. I am not alone, if I don't want to be. But this is different, I feel this longing within me... to be found in an extraordinary way, to be seen in an unique way, to be seen wholly by someone and to be loved truly.

Photo by Christopher Martin.