my goal is to have my pockets rattle not with coins, but pebbles in the colours of a rainbow picked up from a beach; it is to dance without caring and befriending someone in the course of one hazy night. i dream of laughing with friends on a beach, bathed in the sunset pink, guitar strumming and cherry wine and dancing. i close my eyes and suddenly i am in bali, enveloped in the sound of the forest, or i am in germany studying music, or in hawaii, with a flower lei around my neck. my heart longs to reach out to all these places in this world that i have yet to travel to and souls that radiate a boundless energy of love. to experience things i do not yet know of. to share, to make art, to help those in need. acknowledge both the beauty and the beast inside of us humans in collective, our ability to both create and destroy, and be self-aware to listen to what we truly want for this world. this planet that we share together.
my goal is to appreciate life for what it is — its many forms, the rhythm of its lungs — to feel sand between my toes and breathe in the air pigmented with the saltiness of the sea and the scent of rosemary. my goal is to live. in the present. no regret nor expectations that drag me into having a mindset that restricts. i hope this is the year i can close my eyes and feel myself at home.
— málaga, 10 pm
28.3.18
