`Are you sure you will ever have another chance to ?`

I would ask myself - then, what?

Unpredictable - that was my favorite word, that still is, though now, I am wondering, this shows something about me, in a way as a part of my weakness, sort of an escape route from the fear, the fear of `expecting` than `not finding it.

Yes, `Better to act for finding it than not finding at all.`

My scribble-down notes are everywhere, which could trace back my fragile memories from those moments in the dreams - my dreamscape, which seems to tell me more reality oddly enough,  than the reality itself which I could touch. Those little voices inside me, seem to be there as a part of me, though,  I do feel, something so familiar yet, unknown, sort of keys to explore out of my own boundaries.

The title of this kaleidoscopic photograph is, `The moment of the frozen`, from 11th Feb 2017.