no excuses no more

rambling eastern poland after over a year an half. i had had this weird idea in my head that i remembered a lot about it, but when i got back i quickly realized how foolish that was. and that physical detachment from it made all details just a blur. it's rather usual, but it struck me with  unsurpassed intensity when i got there.   

in the picture: Tatar / most atmospheric cemetery
in my ears: silencio