Drawing while i am on the road to Larisa
Thinking of my grandma, the way she lived, the way we lived, the cutest memories i have from her, how cruel time is with us and life itself.
So, minute has passed. Will never come back again
Thinking of times said -i ll note this moment and try to remember it after a lot of years. a Note to remember how i was thinking of the future at that specific moment that was really special for me.
It is like a story telling which is always the same.. 
