the cold rests before

In this quiet afternoon, where we come to stop, and what should we be, but what we see.

I am never really sure. I tend to absorb what comes close. So it is really tough sometimes, to remember, to hold on, to hold out, to not take in knowledge.

And I am really interested to know: are you fine in yourself? Because, it is easier for some, than others, and I am always wondering, every time I feel bad.

I need a great boldness, when I put life into a latest project. I think the four winds are coming this way.