...Castle of Cards...
the castle of cards greets  the lost wishes from night sky  promises folded in eight, forgotten  and a twister for closure.
i am lost in the horizon, sometimes in the old town. but nothing stops me from wandering or pondering. armed with lens, back pack, a blurry but enchanting vision backed with passion. i cross borders, climb roofs to capture those moments, or just to feel captured by the moment.