waiting for...

what?

 

I fall in love with these two chairs right away. This was a long time ago my bus station for four years, every day. So much things happened at this place. And every morning some mothers took care of us. Now I saw these two chairs. What a fantastic idea and nobody ever had this idea before or realised ist.

 

So in am minimalistic way this photo means a lot to me: my childhood, my parents looking for me, my friends I still have, my home.

 

And on the other side it meand waiting for something to come, for something new and more exciting than before...

Done