Bluecrab

I'm just me. Dreaming I am: Sitting under the stars in a field of wild flowers, with the full moon shining down on me on a warm summer night or lying on the sand listening to the waves lap up onto the shore as the sun warms me.

Do not believe that he who seeks to comfort you, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words. Rainer Maria Rilke