Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow. At the Same Time.

Here I am, watching the Caribbean Sea from my window, yet it is still surreal. I haven’t tasted its salted waters or burned from the sun. I’m still pale, with a warm wind instead of cold snow, and for some reason I’m restless – Anyways, I’m here, sitting in the shadow of death, wanting to be free as I slowly let go of the matter that sinks me down.

I can hear myself breathing. I wish I could hear you breathing too. right here, right now.

You know who you are.