TOO LONG WON’T READ
I’m a student & interpreter but at night I tell stories.
About migration, pain, the power of money and the art of overthinking the world.
I’m here to scratch my own itch; I want to write what I wanted to read when I was struggling with shit.
HIT ME WITH THAT LONG EXPLANATION
Born 1992 in Sarnen, Switzerland I took my first flight at the tender age of 2½ weeks back to my mother’s home Tăuții-Măgherăuș, Romania, where she would leave me with my eccentric but awesome grandma. 1997 I was brought back to Switzerland, so I could live a more privileged life. I’ve been mostly stuck here ever since.
This blog is here because I realized that some lenses are looked through less than others. I’m looking at things as a migrant, as someone who struggles with chronic pain and mental illness, as a child of working class parents.
I love photography, watching people, hosting dinner parties & eat the best vegan food, travel to forgotten & unloved places, be cozy in a cinema, pretty things &&&
words are big. write me, if you want. industryoffools [ät] gmail.com