We´ve got out deepest hopes tattooed on our eyelids; so when we sleep, we speak fireworks.

(images from weheartit, saras-scrapbook.tumblr.com and last one, mine)

We said goodbye to another year to welcome a new one a few stars ago.
The old year faded behind the moonlight while the youngest made his way like a shooting star.
After midnight, a few notes written in stardust fell from the sky. They sounded like the best piece of advice.

These next 365 days...
´Stay hungry. Stay foolish.

Stay curious. Stay wild.
Keep your heart young. Keep your dreams alive.
Lose your fears. Say yes to new experiences.
Keep inspired. Believe in something.
Feed your days with magical moments.
Replace the word `like´ for the word `love´
Wear a smile instead of a mask.

Don´t take life too seriously´

After too many "happy new years", i came to the conclusion that "new" can be scary
but equally exhilarating. Changes are good and i´m ready to face them.
"New" is good but i decided that "happy" is the word i´m borrowing this year.
I want to be happy above all, with simple things, with people, with life.
So, 2012 put a spell on me. Make me love you from day one.
See? First ´love´of the year and it already feels right.

Let´s keep those fireworks going and Happy New Everything, then.
Remember,` it´s all happening´!.

She wants to act like summer and dance by the sea.

Kelley Ash and Ali by Harper Smith

Lou Doillon and Jessica Joffe by Vanessa Bruno

-We are music makers. And we are the dreamers of dreams.

Wandering by lone sea-breakers. And sitting by desolate streams.
World losers and world forsakers. On whom the pale moon gleams.
Yet we are movers and shakers. Of the world for ever, it seems.-

This week i´ve been thinking of the sea.
Of how good it makes me feel whenever i´m overwhelmed by nostalgia and melancholy.
Such beautiful loner, a constant inspiration that keeps so many secrets and whispers between messy untamed waves.
Sometimes you just need the sea.
You just feel like closing your eyes, spreading your wings and taking deep breaths in front of him.
You love that moment when you both meet, each time it´s different but equally special , monotony fades and there´s a sense of escape, of hope where the horizon flirts with the sky. I know it´s a cliché but he never fails to keep my soul free, young, wild and awake.
The sea is so alive and wise, he constantly invites you to be an adventurer and sail in high winds. He gives me strength, he makes me happy.
It´s his whimsical enchanting mood that always makes me smile with my lips or my eyes.
These beautiful pictures proved the sea has a magical effect. They persuaded me and once again, i fell in love with him.
I travelled in my mind and felt like a mermaid married to the sea.
I danced barefoot in fluffly pastel dresses, mesmerized by his gentle touch, singing lullabies while my hair tangled up in the wind and my toes played with the sand.
I recited poetry under a lavender sky, the water listened carefully and for a moment she washed off nostalgia from my heart.
I remained silent and watched my dreams floating on the sea. I guess i often swim in my head but i always prefer his company.
Recently i heard that ´nostalgia is denial. A flaw in the romantic imagination of those people who find it difficult to cope with the present´.
That might be right but it does not have to be bad.
Nostalgia also keeps me alive. It keeps me hungry for better things to come.

.Wrap around my dreams, baby.

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.Dreams, they´ve gone through me like wine through water
And altered the colors of my reality.

"Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don't be sorry."- Jack Kerouac

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"I was surprised, as always, be how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt.

The world was suddenly rich with possibility."

Oh road!, i want you. I want you so bad.

The exhilarating need of a new adventure is all i can think of lately. It´s growing inside me like a howl of a wolf. How much i love road trips.

Wandering in my thoughts, I realised I forgot most of last escapade and today blurry memories are the only thing left.

Maybe my nostalgia is the result of watching movies like "Wild At Heart" or "Easy Rider" lately or i should just blame it on Kerouac´s "On The Road" copy

that i devoured once again. Whatever it was, i felt like driving far away with no other direction than the one of the wind.

Leave the known behind, welcome the unkwown ahead sounds tempting, right?

I wish i could get lost and enjoy a new ride right now but life gets in the way most of the time.

Inspiration like this helps, though. Lost in a mental adventure will have to work for the moment.

The road will wait, won´t go anywhere. I will. Hopefully soon.

Where the wind wants to take me.