Lucas Dewaele, dagboek

Life is simple for a migrant. (Free warmth and food)

Life is marked by uninterrupted extension in space, time, or sequence.

Life is made complex.

Life is tiramisu.

Life is being caught by a photographer.

Life is thinking of Saint Michel.

Life is dancing on mud.

Life is guiding and being guided.

Life is something between a mountain and a plateau.

Life is an extended Mont Saint Michel.

Life is going down together.

Life is trying to vote for MLP (I think).

Life is disappearing quietly.

Life is keeping in touch.

Life is thinking of what a precious privilege it is to be alive, to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.

Life is sitting down and wait.

Life is complex in France.

Life is complex.

Life is a struggle.