Warsaw

We’ve all seen mirages on film. A lonely, dehydrated soul lost in the desert sees an image of salvation or beauty, usually in the shape of an expanse of water. A little research tells me that mirages are an optical phenomenon as opposed to the onsetting hysteria caused by heat and dehydration that I previously … Continue reading Warsaw

Vienna

I looked down at the red patch on my jeans. It was sticky and had a surprisingly sweet smell. I knew I was in trouble but I was unaware just how dire the situation was to become. It couldn’t be surely? I dipped my finger into the viscous fluid and brought it to my nose … Continue reading Vienna