Unë e di që nuk do t’rrijë aq gjatë. Jo t’gjithë i përkasin drunjëve.
It was Friday. My friend Blerim Bytyçi from Exploring, writes to me and asks me if I wanted to climb Korab mountain with a small group of ten. I wasn’t able to go hiking for 3 months, cause my Sundays were usually busy, so I said why not, and accepted his invitation. Since geography and…
Life is easy.
It was, at least.
My father died 11 years ago.
I could have written this in Albanian, but I won’t!
It was nice, that view, I think, even though I am not sure if this thing ever happened. I mean, in this time and age, these kind of simple things can’t be found anywhere, except maybe in fiction, or in children’s dreams.
We were all humans, running around, working, sweating, chasing immortality.
I am not supposed to be here!