Sometimes I forget the moon exists, I forget that the sun comes out, that the stars shine bright, that pouring rain feels like little needles on your skin.
Sometimes I do forget it.
And it’s not until I see the coast line that I remember all those things and I feel happy and full. Happy about nothing in particular and full of air to breathe, of wind to flow.
*I want to be wild, beautiful and free, just like the ocean*