A rocky road. A long route where you cannot find a place to hide from the burning sun, a drop of water or anything to hold on to. We do not know how long it is or if we are going to make it to the top or not, we just go on and on. It is the breathtaking scenery that pushes us upper and upper. There is no one else. Just us and the dogs.
I feel the sun melting whatever is left of my former #DNA. What am I turning into?
She is ahead with her thoughts. I am behind with my own. Dogs are patient with us.
#Thoughts are like helicopters. They fly around, it is what they do. Just don’t grant them permission to land.
The #light. I have never seen the kind of light this island hosts. It is so #healing and #powerful. It goes directly to your roots and makes you feel at #home. It has the power to drag you out of yourself. To help you see, breath and enjoy. It has the force to give #life a drop of #meaning.
Igueste de San Andrés. A faithful reflection of life.
What am I doing here?
this question never ends.