White streaks in the sky.

A path,

Painted on ripples....

Too many thoughts.

Deep-rooted patterns.

Relentless storms....

Grow on me.

Color the day.

Creep inside. ...

Straight-lined,

Evaporating,

Distant, ...

A “twilight zone” beach.

Crowded.

“Strandkörbe” everywhere. ...

Clouds are coming.

Sun is shining on me.

Only a small circle of shadow....

Scary?

Perhaps.

But also delicate,...

Saw a beautiful sunset,

Felt warm,

Relaxed, ...

Cradle me softly.

In the shadows,

On a bright night,...

She wears a red vest.

It’s what I see.

But there’s more....

Exactly a year since post #1. At the time, we called it our growing old together project. We drew up a contract, defined the ...

I’m afraid.

Of many things.

But with you,...

It’s summer time.

I can’t bear the heat.

You’re the ice cubes....

Just to dive in,

Lose track of time,

Oneself....

You look fresh.

Thanks, you too!

But it’s time to be picked....

Parts of me are old.

Others bent,

Out of place,...

Wash over me…

Sing.

Splash....

Narrow, yet there’s light.

I can see the end.

Shall I walk?...

Man-made:

Planned.

Developed....

Soar,

Be free,

Alone,...