Disappearance and the Submarine

 This is post is not going to be funny. To bore an to depress their small amount of readers- that's a suicide most of the bloggers commit sooner or later. Today I wish to tell about something I am paranoid about. This is more than anxiety. This is something paralizing and taking the breathe away, for a moment usually quick to pass but leaving you with an unpleasant feeling, that it can happen once again. This thing is called d i s a p p e a r a n c e. A friend of a friend of a friend of mine once said that people can disappear easily and it one of those things you have to calculate no matter how impossible it seems to be. Afterall, I think he was at least partly right.

Esperanza- middle piece.

 The main character of 'Esperanza' is a man who's fiancee disappeared several years ago. One day, convinced that he saw her walking on the street, he decides to take a desperate journey through his past to find the truth. 

 Since that time I knew, that never again, I just can't lose anything anymore. So I spent my life surrounded by material things, things which couldn't leave or fade away and which always remain a one captured moment. I was collecting articles from newspapers about daily events and flyers advertising temporary discounts. I was taking pictures of decorated shops' windows and I was writing down overheard in the tram sounds of strangers' talks. It was all to believe, that it's possible to capture the moment. And even to keep it forever.