Monday, August 17, 2009


It’s simple: you have to really want it. No more overbearing ego, only the present moment telling us both: we are happy.

The clock stroke two and I heavily walked out of the house and onto a scandalously lit path of dewed grass. I walked steadily for many hours. I walked South.

I feel so close to all the time that we lost. We never have to lose it again.