i want to not have fomo and do a lot of work. i want to read on the internet less. i want to leave stupid comments less, not because of embarrassment, but because time is limited. i want to accomplish some work. and i want to be in the warmer place, where will be no snow or haze.

and i feel myself a philistine, when i talk about tbilisi. because i lack to appreciate the city i live in. and i would not like anyone who does that.

i want to feel that the most frightening thing is not what i am afraid of, but not making work.

i want to be able to photograph yerevan, but it is very hard for me. i don’t love it. i don’t. i cannot.

բնօրինակ սփիւռքում(եւ մեկնաբանութիւննե՞ր)