Water
I needed to see water.
In every city I lived I went often to see the water.
A river, then the sea. There was something in the water that calmed me and made me feel good.
I preferred the moments without any wind,
looking at the river that placidly advanced or the waves lying down on the sand.
I took my notebook, and wrote down what was going through my mind.
I tried to remember when this habit started, but I was not sure.
The only image that came to my mind was me walking on a beach at night.
And the sound of the waves.
2019-09-04
