A warm orange-red sunset, a soothing splash of waves. Time flows more smoothly in the village. Im standing on the shore of the lake and I want to keep in mind every moment of this evening. Tomorrow, early in the morning, I need to return to the city, which means its time to go to bed in order to have time to sleep.
As soon as I get back, time will rush too fast again. Thats why I envy the old fisherman in the boat: for a few hours, or maybe for the whole night, he will be alone with nature, silence, and his own thoughts.
As soon as I get back, time will rush too fast again. Thats why I envy the old fisherman in the boat: for a few hours, or maybe for the whole night, he will be alone with nature, silence, and his own thoughts.