“Dance….and for years later you’re dancing around your kitchen with a pint of milk in your hand. The windows are open wide, the neighbours are still awake, and they are watching you fall in love with being alive.” – Morsus Engel
When was the last time I danced? When was the last time I sang? When was the last time I was enchanted by a story? When was the last time I found comfort in silence? When we stop dancing, singing, being enchanted […]