As winter approaches, the days get shorter and the nights get longer, I can’t stay awake without brandy and warm water. The southern winds blow at night as the silence breaks, and the burnt firewood, charcoal smell keeps me awake.
We are in this moment in time where the world is chaotic and our lives are not at its prime. The feelings; sadness and pain are friends of mine, I look at the sky and wish for you my divine.