The blog of Christopher Gullmans
One of life's biggest ironies is that everybody wants to feel special, but be normal. If that doesn't make any sense to you, then please allow me to elaborate. For as much as people do their utmost to stand out among the crowd through fame, money and the things they possess, deep inside there's always... Continue Reading →
There are countless letters on countless pages in countless books in countless libraries. They all have something in common: none of them contain our story. Not a single sheet of paper in any of those books contain the emotions, passions, happiness, or sorrows of ours, nor the paths that we have taken. This, our paper... Continue Reading →
There comes a time in everybody's life when they wonder what will become of them. Sometimes, it's simply because they don't know, but where the world is their oyster. But then there are those who are the oyster: quiet, shy and silently making something unexpected. Now, I don't pretend to be more special than anybody... Continue Reading →
I always tell people that life is fair. The irony here is that I never quite believed it myself. I'd watch (and even help) people reach new heights, and yet, I'd feel like I was falling further and further behind. Echoes of my past told me I wasn't worth the same, and that some people... Continue Reading →
For the longest time, I was content being by myself. I had nobody I really had to answer to, and nobody I had to consider in my planning. Do I want pizza tonight? Should I uproot and move across the Atlantic? I was perfectly happy in my bubble of discovery and crazy ideas I didn't... Continue Reading →
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