First turn the dish so that you can look at him straight in the eyes.

Then think about him as a noble animal that fought not to be caught.

Don’t add anything; just eat him slowly with dry ouzo.

My life seems to me as the space vacuum. Anything which fills it comes from my interaction with others. From this point of view, it is rich, interesting and diversified. After all, I always found that vacuum was passionating. Vacuum, is being in front of yourself: truth, endly.

Written in the plane between Paris and Athens