I´ve found my paradise. In the midst of this wild air blowing through my sandy hair. It´s a sense of freedom. And it is all over my face.
Sun is slowly coming down. Taking it´s resting place between the mountains. I know there must be something greater.
I´ve found my secret place. It is here where ever I go. Here I feel like home. Here is where I belong. Where is here? Right there where ever I am at the moment.