What is it like to live in Switzerland? Totally awesome.
Is it the mountains? The snow? Or the slopes? The countrysides or the people?
I don’t know.
Love is not a thing that is defined.
I love you when I don’t think of you.
I love Switzerland, explained.
Coming from New York City, the people I meet here in Switzerland, and in Winterthur, often ask me why would I move here.
Love is something that cannot be defined or explained.
My wife moved to Winterthur. So, without thinking, I moved. I followed.
Love is absent of thought. The moment you think, you live the opposite.
I only love you, when I don’t think of you.
Every moment is a new beginning. It’s an eternity. There is no comparing, or remembering. Only living. Only loving.