Part two “Dearest Rosa, I would like you to write with every inch of your soul. Feel the words, bleed them out, fight them and recover from the war. Put it down on paper. Don’t be afraid, my darling, because you have millions of stories to tell and no one can do it better than … Read moreShall we dance?
Part one I was standing in front of the window, starring at the waves. There’s something magic about their movement. Magnificent and hypnotizing, I would say. Each wave tries to embrace the others, colliding together. The waves, you see, tell the stories of all travelers. If you pay attention, you can hear them whispering. Acting … Read moreShall we dance?