Dark Skies, Golden Horizon

3 February, 13:30 PM – Brussels to Bangkok

Flying with Thai Airways, somewhere between Europe and Asia.
The wing stretches endlessly across the window, dotted with tiny droplets of water, like a quiet reminder of movement and impermanence.
The sky is heavy, dark clouds covering everything, yet a soft stroke of sunlight breaks through — a delicate contrast between storm and hope.
I feel suspended between two worlds, two continents, two versions of myself.
This is not just a flight.
It feels like a transition.Read more