In the Summer, I used to feel more rooted to the earth. I woke up in the freshest hour, and craved for sand in my feet, for water, for blues and greens and aquamarine.
In the Summer, more than ever, I played. I learned. I read. I wrote. And I didn't think about anything beyond the present moment.
And this Summer I'm going to start to get all that magic back. This Summer I'm reawakening many parts of myself that have been blocked, forgotten, for too long.
Even if I can not make it to the sea : )
I wish you all a perfectly imperfect, salty, effortless, refreshing, drop filled Summer. I'm taking a blog pause during August... and read you in September!