One cold evening, I was feeling a little bit nostalgic and decided to look through some of my old photos; old meaning baby pictures (missing my mom). I came across a series of photos my mom took of me on a beach where I was running free of care and with endless possibilities in my mind. Funny thing is, I don't remember much from my childhood but for some reason this day stuck. There were seagulls flying around, sand rubbing between my toes and very, very cold Baltyk water. I remember running as fast as I could, trying to mimic the flying seagulls and I swear I almost took off. That little flash back got me wondering why I don't do that any more. See, I think a lot of us think about what people might think and they probably would say "oooh, there definitely is some mental disorder". Well to hell with consequences I say, care free thinking can open up a world of possibilities. So this is the flight plan; get an idea and run with it, most of the time it will not succeed but one of these days there will be lift off and feet will not touch the ground again.
I believe in the Magic of Creation... this is my world, where ideas are born and their journeys tell the final story. The good, the bad, the happy and sad, just plain old crazy.