I’m thinking about how long I’ve walked. Despite it being high and despite all the steps.
Mum and bf always say that I sleep too much, but I can’t help it: it’s in my DNA and I’m not a morning person. Often, I must admit, it happens that I close my eyes because I am a dreamer at heart. Simple and beautiful! Probably it’s my fave activity (or should I call it guilty pleasure?).
I also am a hunter, although everything I want usually is never available in that particular moment. What can I say…I’m the best at picking the right worst moment…sometimes I still get mad about it but I’m learning to cope with this unfair magic that I have.
And in the meantime it’s July. And, oh how time flies! I can’t seem to be fast enough to chase time, and I must admit that drives me crazy as much as gets me frustrated.
It’s quite hot (+30°C!) and solitary in here, and I am slowly coming to terms with being surrounded by silence. Beauty is everywhere, so it is in here too.
Pictures by me