A Slovenian in my mid-twenties, living in Paris and trying to embrace life. on.the.move

In love with literature, music, art, philosophy — and city life.

An attempted writer and an undeclared leftist with an admittedly bourgeois upbringing.

Passionate and numb in different intervals. Above all: curious.

I travel to survive the jungle of my soul. On ordinary days, I just savour the streets of Paris to ease it.

The other blog, dedicated to the writing part of self (mostly in Slovenian):


All photos published on this site are mine. I’m far from being a professional or even an amateur photographer, but I do enjoy capturing the scenes I enjoy while on the run, so here there are.






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* The name of the blog inspired by Rumi‘s poetry:

What do you hope to find

In the soul’s streets

In the bloody streets of the heart

That have no news, even of yourself?


and the motto by Anaïs Nin:

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

(The Diary of Anaïs Nin) *