I don't have to be perfect, I just have to be me.
The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander in abysses of solitude.
Sometimes the simplest ideas are the strongest.
Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward.
Time flies, and draws us with it. The moment in which I am speaking is already far from me.