Prologue

The single fact of dreaming is already very important. I wish that your dreams will never end and I wish you the fierce desire to realize some of them. I wish you to love what shall be loved and to forget what shall be forgotten. I wish you silences. I wish you bird songs when you wake up and the children's laughter. I wish you to resist stalemate, indifference, negative virtues of our time. I wish you most of all to be you. 

-Jacques Brel

Let it obviate

I can feel the sea on my feet, looking directly to the sun. Just me, my friends, the beach, and strangers. We walked together at night in the dark, feeling cold as fuck. But we kept on walking anyways. Ache is somewhere inside me, which I will never be able to eradicate, it lives there as long as I live. But the funny thing about ache is, you can not feel it when you forget about it, when you ignore it. I'm back on track.

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