A while ago a friend asked me:
“Do you love this town?”—“I don`t know if one can love a place or if one can love Oswiecim.”

“What are you doing in Oswiecim? 
Why not Krakow, Warszawa, Poznan?”
And indeed:  “Why?”

Home town, place of residence.
Stay? Leave?
Or maybe come back ... just for a while?

Sometimes it is good to go somewhere far, depart for a length of time and then return, just to look at the same reality anew. It gives one the chance to tell the difference between acquaintance and friend, to learn a lot about oneself.

Returns, however, are usually difficult.  Seeing things from a different perspective can sometimes mean seeing more.  Sometimes it is hard to understand things, people, situations.  Sometimes for different reasons one does not want to understand them.

Places, moments, faces, thoughts, words,
... memories, dreams and plans...

The importance of moments in our lives.

Life consists of shorter and longer stages.
Each of them is important, each of them brings something new.
When one is over, the next one has just started.
They are like stairs we take.

What is over will never return.
What is over leaves a trace though,
in memory, in the heart.

Life is a series of moments.
People that we meet
may change our lives.

Moments, faces, thoughts, words, ...
experienced, remembered, expressed and heard,
they give sense to our lives,
make us richer.