Each time I’m back I play this odd mind game I used to play when I was living in Slovenia: I watch myself from the …
Me, Myself and I
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Somewhere above the Atlantic Ocean, looking back at all the pictures I took in New York City, I marvelled at how many different things I …
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And so I found myself sitting on the stadium bench, more precisely in the die-hard fans’ sector. In front of me, the rugby national team …
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The post-travel syndrome is being back in Rome and take the subway in the morning to go to work, not sightseeing. It’s to barely give …
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Sometimes I feel really frustrated. Real life can be really disappointing and no matter how hard I try it can’t match to my expectations. Someone …
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Just when I thought that a promising spring was finally coming and that I’d enjoyed my free time reading at the park or walking through …