Moving Dreams


Never hard to daydream, your feet here, your head in another world or location, doing nothing or more of something else. Your senses awoken by a touch, a smell, a landscape. Losing some conscience of time…

Live by your dreams and fear regrets but what if your dream becomes reality and reality brings disappointment?

The most beautiful moment… isn`t it the one which was never dreamt ? Spontaneity please. My dream at the end of my arm, my hand, my eye and more than anything, my heart.

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