We stumble forwards, looking for something in the rain and fog, glasses get useless, nothing to be seen, buildings fade, street lights are just a blur and there is the sound of water, the lost feeling of not finding one's home.

I hate it when women say men don't cry, that we lack feelings, that we can be treated that way.

There is a reality beyond the monster we are creating.

My humble opinion is that Ukraine takes the high road and start communication with the Kremlin to initiate peace talks. That is being responsible regardless of the results.

The answer will not be found in front of a computer.

The ghosts that haunt.