Water

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i feel lighter
my salty tears
flowed into the ocean
the voice of silence
surrounded me
they carried it together
washing away my heavy

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‘‘I’m sitting in my little house at the small wooden table. I placed it in the perfect position by the window, so I have the best view of the ocean. I have a thermos full of hot water with bags of tea, my snacks are placed neatly beside it, and my notebooks lie in the middle. I think it’s a good moment to catch up on some writing and dive back into my poetry. Besides two unfinished poems, I haven’t written anything in the past month. Sometimes you’re so deep in, so fully living an experience, that you forget to reflect. So, that time has come.’’

A passage from my diary. Read more about my travel stories here.