Daydreaming
I am back from my swimming session. Swimming and daydreaming. I missed you, I miss you. Infinite Love.
I am back from my swimming session. Swimming and daydreaming. I missed you, I miss you. Infinite Love.
You don’t sleep…Imagine that you walk the path to the ocean. You feel the warm sand under your feet, you smell the salty scent of the ocean, you listen la folía of the waves – and you feel the wind on your skin: that’s me. Infinite Love.
Is 10 pm here. If I go to bed now, maybe I will fall asleep by 11. We’ll ‘talk’ tomorrow morning – at around 10 am PDT. I hold you, I love you.
Tunisia, Carthage, archeological site. I took a lot of photos of the ruins with the sea in the background and hibiscus on the side – at least that was the intention. When I showed my photos to a relative of mine who is a big traveler, passionate about history and loves Tunisia, it turned out
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Did you sleep at all? Infinite melancholy. Sometimes I feel your silence as a bittersweet karma for ignoring the spirits for years and – in an inverted way – for giving my mother a hard time in my first years in R1; she couldn’t handle me unless she was talking to me hours a day;
You don’t sleep… Would it help if I cuddle you across the ocean? P.S I couldn’t leave out the cliche-palm tree from the cliche-moon photo. Infinite Smile.
I will try to sleep, it’s not easy. Infinite Smile. We ‘talk’ tomorrow morning (your morning). I promise, I will be more ‘talkative’. Infinite Love.
If I (finally) understood: I do trust you. Infinite Love.
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