I wake up

I wake up in the morning in a place where everyone spends the first hours of their day writing.

In the silence of this precious time, trapped between dream and reality, I quietly sneak to reach the door of their bedrooms and secretly watch them scribbling with passion on their journals.

I observe them in captivation… they seem totally absent, immersed in thoughts and memories of a past day, in valuable lessons learnt, in awakening realisations or perhaps in the escaping reminiscence of an early morning dream.

Who knows… and who cares. The only thing I do know is that I’m witnessing something unique, a divine instant, a magical moment I will remember for the rest of my life.

Istanbul, 5 February 2016, 11:21

2015.06.15-20.19-filmmakerinparis_filmmaker_paris_marta-moslwPhoto by Marta Moslw

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