This is definetly the place where I belong, the meeting with a very old friend, the sea.
This morning I was able to listen to myself and find some answers I was asking for, answers about living, about the way life used to test like. That’s what vacations do, that’s what resting is about.
What about gas?, well, it is about next picture, about the way it smells, it takes me back to my childhood, to the road to the beach, to the sundays with my aunt and my sister, happy days full of inocence.
