Leaving the Red Lake Behind

I wanted to try a negative start, which I corrected here and there, and I really like it—a totally different feeling from the blue skies I love to sail in... I’m definitely trying to move forward here, as the man in the center (who is actually me) is made of words of Freedom, walking toward a new horizon and leaving the couple on the side of the scene, both made of words of “Letting Go.” Of course, it’s a strange feeling, but it’s surely a direction I must take, and I can tell you the moon is beautiful over there. A beach ball still stands in the middle, and even though it’s very colorful, its position here is very important—a symbol of childhood, play, and innocence. Can’t wait for the wind to carry it toward me 😉.

The Train, hahahahah yes, the Train, is there, ready, with new numbers, a new destination, an ocean to cross... This time, probably the Pacific... Life is so full of Magic, even the little dog is ready for new adventures, so yeaaah let’s keep flying here, because it’s magical, and I love it!