BLUE LAGOON
I wonder how much longer we will be able to pursue our dreams within our lives. How much longer we can write little notes, speak for what we believe, teach what we know, practice what we preach, drive and explore, sing and dance, run towards our goals, draw a line, love ourselves and others alike, sleep next to each other, laugh together at a table, sit around a fire, sip a drink after victory or push ourselves up after defeat, compose music, capture moments and remember our lives. How much longer until the ice that keeps us alive, becomes a mirror of our memories?
