Cairo, the 25th September, 2010

The TOWER.

I love transformations.They are part of who I am and, even if I tried to remain on the same spot being the same person I was yesterday, I would rotundly fail.

So I accept when the towers of my life are thrown to the ground (by my own hands, directly or not). You cannot build something NEW and GREAT above a weak tower ready to fall at any second. You have to crash it, let it fall completely, burn it, make it explode and then clean the ashes.

After the ashes are cleaned, I start to build something unique, fresh, ALIVE.
The towers are falling and all I do is help them fall faster and celebrate it!
NEW TOWERS ON THE WAY.
NOW.