Wishing this view as my current one. Made this photo in 2018, it was summer and I can still remember how nice I felt. Now it’s 2020 and I’m wondering how many days will need to pass to have me over the lake again. Life can change. It feels unreal.

I keep trying to open my eyes before the sun, I still need the darkness of those silent moments. I’m still enjoying having my coffee with the window by my side, looking how the life starts the daily game, I’m still enjoying those birdsongs each day. And the change of the sky. And all of those routines. All of that familiarity. All of that motion.

I’m still hoping, I’m still wishing.