Working Life

You paint the buildings; I'm a prostitute. She is a cook; he is a cyclist. They act while we play. Ladies and gentlemen; this is life and we are in every corner of this damn medium.

Not long ago; I was a student at high school. Then somone pushed the forward button and the next thing I know I graduated two more schools, put few more obstacles behind and I am all out of hair. I've turned into an old but bold man. Got to clean my throat... I'm sorry I meant bald...

There are people around you. Those youcall friends and those youname family... They know things. They know a lot of things indeed. They tell you what's right and what's wrong. And they are always right... based on their experiences of course. You; however, live another life; you breathe just another air; and you use a different time...

I am one of those people around you who experienced things in his own way; mourning about my own memories and cheering about my own hopes. What can I say; what can I do? This is life; and everything you need to learn,it will show you. One day you will become one of those people or you will become the one who photographs them. That day; you'll know that there is no need to worry about anyone else because each of us is responsible on our own choices....