CRAVING IBIZA
In all what happens now and for the last weeks, this thankful rolocauster I am in, I do crave my Ibiza, a movie outside, beginning summer heat, tranguility in the fields of fresh hay, a late night dinner on the Plaza, 100 different languages, hundred ways to say a word, 50 ways to understand. The full moon which inspires me and keeps me awake, the amazing silence which comes with how he lightens up the valley in front of my house. I have the full moon here now, I wonder the known, I am tempted by the irresistible unknown and in all of that I know I like my safe haven. LoveMeXXXX
