It is said that people can be happy at most 22 minutes in all their life...

When we were kids, we took everything around us as a matter of course, as a part of home, a part of ourselves. Growing up and leaving our homes, we started to feel that a piece of puzzle is missing inside of us. It is the piece which puts all of us together and balances the world around us.

For me this piece is a sea. Every time when I get sea somewhere in my journeys, I feel being back to home. I am at home. At least for 22 minutes...