Time is short and when the time is short I made it up. I'm back to shooting from the attic in the early hours of the morning.
Noting the changing sky, I realize that every day is a new day, a day different from yesterday and different from what will come tomorrow. I know, but I need to see.
I have returned to raise their heads looking for the force that gives me the dawn. I have no time to find the beauty in the details of the garden. On rush upon each other and although they are short the hours are very long.
are just a few minutes, I need them. I raise my head extend their arms as if the sky were just for me and let from the very depths of my being.
feel an immense pleasure, short and clean. Relax your body and hardly notice my lips are curved in a sweet and gentle smile. 
are just a few minutes, I need them. I raise my head extend their arms as if the sky were just for me and let from the very depths of my being. 
feel an immense pleasure, short and clean. Relax your body and hardly notice my lips are curved in a sweet and gentle smile. Day "are you there?
And the day I answered
