"We move to another nameless place and find ourselves losing balance,
lonely in a capital city where we imagine great things could happen.
It's always another adventure to go in to the night alone,
not knowing what will cross our path, but anxious, and out of breath,
waiting for someone to rescue us from the quiet ally we're waiting in.
We walk looking for that spark, that moment we had, that high
we have felt before, desperately, seeking for it in every corner, and our faces change
from hope to something else as time passes by.
As sadness is about to take over, we refuse and force to walk another route
to paradise."
- Jolijn Snijders
