To, co nazywam domem/ This is what I call home

Wspomnienia. 

To co mam ostatnio w swojej glowie. Tak cenne, ktore sa czescia mnie. Wszystko przez zdjecia, ktore zaczelam ogladac. Mimo tak wielu lat poza granicami swojego rodzimego kraju, ciagle za nim tesknie. Za miejscem i za rodzina. Ciezko byc na rozdrozu i nie zawsze mozna miec wszystko, co sie chce…

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Memories.

That is all I have got in my head recently. So precious memories which are part of me. All that melancholy because of the pictures I have been viewing and working on. Despite the fact I have been emigrant for so many years I still missing my place and family. It is very hard to be one of those who are not always welcome here where I am. We can’t have always everything what we want  and sometimes we just need to agree with the fact that it will probably never change. 

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