I sometimes, feel lost. Just like right now, what am I supposed to write ? I had many many (too many really) different ways to start. I even wrote “The Perfect Start” but I’m not convinced, I won’t publish it.

This is about perfectionnism. I hate it. I despise it. I try to “destroy” it. Sometimes I manage, often I don’t. It feels like a condition at this point.
So, if you read this, let there be known that I’ve just pushed myself off the edge into the water. Because that’s the hardest part for me, taking the leap.

In this blog, I’ll just talk about whatever I find interesting, and maybe you’ll find it interesting too. It could be photography, music, film, travels or even just little moments in life… I guess a little bit of everything.
I think a lot, definitely too much, and I might go off tangents as well. I’ll do my best to keep it as readable as possible.

   PS : It’s midnight, and I’m looking at the picture from a different angle. It almost feels like there is a void to fill. Is it me ? This lonely boat coming from nowhere, reaching out to people. Will it make it ? And for how long this time…