Marco Aurélio

       You look like your anger; face pressed against the windshield of your car, flying through the intersection in an utterly absurd state...

      Be what you will; whatever life asks of you. Don't conform, don't try to blend, life favors the creatures that flow from one m...

           From my window I can spot you, daily. You left your things behind; things you no longer need, things you outgrew, things you carr...

       I long for myself; for the time when I was without the need to be. Anything. An open horizon, sun and oceans, an ocean away from wher...