The simplicity of a day in late September. A jeans and a white T-shirt. A trench on the shoulders, to shelter from the pleasant breeze that is already changing its warmth.
As if it were always so simple in life. That just simply is not.
And if there is an adjective that does not belong to this life, it is the simplicity. It does not even know what that means.
We are forced every day to climb thousands of steps, climb over walls to be able to enjoy the view.
And 'this is the key to everything: be aware of being alive. Remember that it is never too late to turn around to look at the sun. Again.
As if it were always so simple in life. That just simply is not.
And if there is an adjective that does not belong to this life, it is the simplicity. It does not even know what that means.
We are forced every day to climb thousands of steps, climb over walls to be able to enjoy the view.
And 'this is the key to everything: be aware of being alive. Remember that it is never too late to turn around to look at the sun. Again.
