Kissing the world.

I could write a thousand blogs a day.

I have the skills.

I have the experience.

And the topics are out there (I mean: LIFE, come on!!).

Bugs.

Love.

Crying because of a song.

Crying.

Tears!

Eating a sandwich, or a lobster, or whatever you pick from your nose.

Summer.

Longing.

Or waking up, in the morning.

Or waking up, forever, completely, AS life, gently rattled by divine hands.

Other people.

Kissing.

Cursing.

Blinking an eye.

Traveling the world.

Watching the stars, on your back, in the desert.

More love.

More tears.

It is all there.

 

Where to begin?

 

 

(Photo by @manuelmeurisse, for Unsplash)

 


Am I for real?

Am I for real?

10/04/2021