terça-feira, 26 de novembro de 2013
I wouldn't live without time off. A vacation of the mind. Vacating the mind. Listening to the wind blow, the water sailing across the horizon, as if time had stopped. A second turns into a water drop and water drops are countless. They are timeless while they set the pace. They are a living clock. I wouldn't live without time off. Everything is empty and the water timelessly falls.