the ace in your arms from baggage and in your feet from climbing up and down the rocks that lead you to the beach. hours and hours of swimming in the sea, walking through pathways full of beautiful surprises, climbing dozens of steps up and up the hill to enjoy the altering sunset light covering the earth, the water, your skin…
it’s that lovely exhaustion you feel after vacations. vacations planned the last moment as an anti - depressing drug… what a nice floating.
sometimes it’s so hard to keep the promises you made to yourself.
sometimes the temptation is so strong and the guilt is so painful… but the pleasure you get from feeling alive makes you realize it was worth it after all.
sometimes the temptation is so strong and the guilt is so painful… but the pleasure you get from feeling alive makes you realize it was worth it after all.
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