A MINUTE OF HOPE, ONE ACTION DURING A DEPRESSION PHASE MAY CHANGE A LIFE.

 

An appointment that can change the course of a lifetime. Almost by chance, it hits you, we don’t know why. However we can have the feeling to know that it was our destiny, after having visualised and imagined it for so long.

The seed was planted during my ninth winter spent in London, like all the previous ones I was depressed. Every winter tears were more and more regular without me knowing why. And who knows why, one morning instead of sinking more into despair, I act, without much hope, but why not? Why not try to fulfil those wildest dreams?

Those few minutes of hope and my surrendering to the inevitability of life may take shape today at 1pm.
One of the last steps after 2 years of waiting.

Wish me good luck!

 

The Wander Woman

J’abandonne tout pour dessiner sur la carte de France, en 80 jours un coeur, au volant de mon van aménagé,
tout en photographiant et en partageant les histoires des gens que je rencontre.
Qui m’aime me suive!

 

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