You know what? When I walk along the beach in odd times of the day/year I see people finding wrecked goods from the sea. They sea the beauty, or the value in something no one else does. They turn it into some real beauty, a real value. It's all about the wrecked goods and its finder to see and find each other the first time. That is if they want to be found.
You know me Lucia, I write in the moment inspired from what I just read or was told. Tiny words, emotions. I'm like that single snowflake swirling around in the air. As long as I do that I'm okay. Thank you.