[...] The seasons change, pass, follow one another, in a flow that doesn’t really take everything they find on their way with them, because everything that is in the way of the seasons also kind of is the seasons actually. [...]

The alternate history moments usually stop at the 10th infinity. Today, it continues. As if, my brain wants to explore every corner of the universe imaginable.

Ella Frances Sanders once wrote: “A lot of  people are so busy running about doing nothing of any real importance—so  busy that they do not ever notice they are covered in stars.”

On a day like this, when the wind is just enough to suppress the city noise, I try to listen to the stories it wants to share.

 [...] The average depth of the ocean is two and a half miles. And only  about five percent of the ocean has been seen, let alone explored. [...]

This lonely moon observing and wishing, to be able to experience the same emotions and feelings as the lucky ones down below, every night without a doubt. Always different place, always different people but the same emotions shared between them. 

[...] while more or less everyone was minding their own business, out of  the blue, without a sound, the Moon shattered in a million pieces. And  the whole Earth was sprinkled with a light rain of silver dust… [...]

 [...] And then you smile. No reason, other that pure joy that is surrounding you - just for a moment, shorter than you might like, but grateful that it’s there. [...] 

 [...] Can this be hell? Is stillness hell? Or do we look for stillness from hell? [...]

She recognised the boy unsecure and unknown

With the bouquet of flowers, she saw once, before

Colorful and bright, just like the life she has led

The one, once forgotten, unsaid