I live to be alive. The ultimate feeling of life is to feast, to drink, to have relationships, to discover both the external and internal worlds. I live so I can love. I hurt so I can love again. I wake up so I can fill my day and once my body is tired I rest my head to prepare for the next.
I wake because I was given a gift. I wake because I have the possibility to wake.
I wake because I believe there will come a day where life will be peace, where all heartbeats will be free, where the world will live on love.
So as it’s getting warmer the posts will be going slowly as when we are in the mountains hiking with the dogs I do not spend much time writing. We spen our time taking photos and having fun.
I am noticing a recurring behavior lately.
Taking pictures of my dogs is beautiful and fun but. To get them to look at me for the pictures is difficult. I have decided that my boy just flatly disagrees with in on a whole.
I must admit it was my attitude aswell. Always loved photography but never liked being in photographs.
Now I selfie at lease once a week, I even pull a selfie video. This is how travelling changes a person. This introvert who left South African started not giving a shit.
Waiting for that time to come for my boy.