Humans don't sleep in winter. Maybe we grew smarter to rule over nature. Or maybe we grew smaller and forgot the song of the hearth with her allegrettos and her adagios. Somehow we can still feel the soporific tension to oblivion though. That silent invitation to leave the excitement of the full sun and repair …
Mist in Castilla La Mancha
"Mancha" in spanish means stain, mark. Something you didn't want, but that defines you beyond any chance of hiding it or faking it. You ate something, you've been to a dirty place, you did something wrong. In our history we give a lot of importance to people's marks. And when something terrible happens we say it …