The fourth flatmate

When I moved to Gdansk my only option was to share a flat with people I didn’t know. Although I was a bit worried at first, after a rather neutral three month experience I found a flat with absolutely lovely flatmates whom I’ve been living with for the last year. However, the great atmosphere we … Continue reading The fourth flatmate


Going back

The man stopped the car and got out. The chirping of the birds was the only noise that could be heard, definitely a very nice contrast compared to the hundreds of engines his ears noticed every day. The air was different too. Fresh. So much better. He knew the place very well. True, he hadn’t … Continue reading Going back