I wanted to communicate. I wanted to reach out. That’s a desire that bubbles up in my heart.
I want to connect with people. I want to tell them something.
I want to get lost inside a crowd, but still with an ample space for me to do what I want and be what I am.
I find comfort in hearing noises, all at the same time, looking at movements, stories.
People watching.
I love spending time in a group of people without anyone, without knowing a name.
I love seeing strange faces.
As long as I always know how to get back, as long as I know I have someone waiting for me.
As long as I have a place, a person to call a home
My boat will probably keep sailing on that one condition, an anchor.