there's no explanation. this season springs a summer vibe that won't fall to the coldness of others. and i am in love with it. creativity. the kind that won't let you sleep. floating and lingering and dreaming of you when it daydreams. inspiration. the kind that won't let you rest. jumping and skating and rolling outside of others to find an adventure and a new way of life in you. let's make magic. between pens and paper - brushes and canvases - beats and words - fingers and keys - eyes and eyes. this is it. creative production is in full bloom. and i am only a petal. be the pollen. be the stem. be the soil. and You, You continue to be the sun. i can feel it moving in my veins, through my blood. let's move accordingly. freely. spontaneously. just don't look back.
