Even in abandoned places flowers still grow.
This place has long been forgotten, left to decay. The building is akin to her soul, abandoned, unloved, alone. Yet it's in situations like that we can grow the most, even without realising it. If you take everything out, new growth will come. Those little shoots can grow unimpeded. Our tears watering them, and one day they will flower and bloom.
Everyone has their own maze, some are simple enough to negotiate, others deep and complex. Some people in our lives find it easy to navigate ours, where others get confused.
Those that love us are not necessarily the best at finding their way, but those who enjoy getting lost the most.
Une addiction, certes, mais également la porte vers un monde intérieur de paix et de sérénité.
"It's like having you own window of time; a box which you know will be filled up only with this, nothing else, your mind can wander anywhere. You hold a small corner of the world to just yourself for those few minutes"
Butterfly Project rules:
L'ombre et la lumière. La bipolarité. Pas d'ombre sans lumière et vice-versa.