blind chance

I didn't catch the tram. Or actually it didn't stop. What happens next on this raft of brand new beginnings?



When nobody talk and everybody listens: see more Sofar sessions here.

Early in life it is a joy. because the light seems so near, so reachable. Finally, it brings bitterness. We can see how it has receded. I have been through much these forty years. I see that the light has receded. But I should not discourage you. You can be sure of one thing. Without that bitterness, that hope... life would be lamentable. Blind Chance, Krzysztof Kieślowski