I can feel it. A month ago it was just a light whistle, I could barely hear it, I couldn't say if it was real or result of my imagination. Now the wind is so strong that lift me to new horizons, bring me to new directions.
Every good mariner knows that the only way to win a storm is to become one with it. My hands holding firmly the steering wheel and my eyes scan the dark sky reading the lightning. There is not time for fear, embrace the warm heavy rain and the mighty voice of thunders and sea will guide you once again to an unexplored paradise.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
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