Sleepless nights
I really hate those nights when I cannot sleep even if I try… recently I’ve been having a lot of those… just wandering around in my thoughts as if I were looking for something that I know its not there… the only good side about it is that sometimes I’m able to have a different view point of the stuff around me…
Endless sleepless nights …
For me they become endless when the end meets the beginning; the reason becomes a question; the walked miles means nothing to the mind…
Darkness stuck up in just 5 square meters…
So, just to be forced to look another scenery, I change my actual location. In those nights the only option I have, is to move. Move, get exhausted, a physical reset.
Buena foto!!