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Not counted in miles

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Colours

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June 16, 2018June 16, 2018

Summer Lovin’

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May 1, 2018May 1, 2018

May the 1st: Flower Festival

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Spring

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Maybe I should lock summer in a box and carry it with me always and every time the sun sets at five or I walk down the street having forgotten my umbrella, I’ll open the box and get a feel of the sun, the salt and the sounds of ice in my glass just for four or five second. And just maybe that will make the winter five seconds shorter and you know, sometimes -rarely but sometimes- five seconds can change your world. Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

What enters from an open window and messes up everything in the room? It turns the tables, it makes the flowers on the table bow and the curtains, that are used to looking outside and never think of taking a walk, try and take a step out on an already doomed attempt to fly... Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

August Sundays have that lazy feel about them. You expect them to be long and they go by so fast. Salty hair and sun-kissed lips are the only essentials. Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

I write letters, I hide them in balloons, set them free in the sky and let them find their recipient. There’s a new post on my blog! Take a look! Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

If I could put a window anywhere, I’d put it on my head. Next to my brain. And I’d open it when my thoughts started to get uncomfortable and I’d jump out for a walk by the sea and come back calmer. Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

Nights fall in pieces. First come the colours, then comes the breeze, then come the lights, then the doubt and then some nights comes sleep. Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

The feel of summer. Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

I stared a treasure hunt on an island. I dug on the beach, I searched the lanes and the rocks. Only after it went dark I realized I was holding the treasure before I started looking. Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

I lost my voice. I forgot who took it along the way. I only remember words were not enough to contain anymore. But there are always other ways to talk. Maybe eyes and maybe bodies. Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

If you give me a flower, I’ll give you a kiss. Sounds fair? Visit LikeBiscuitsAndTea.com

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