Tuesday, April 27, 2010

I remember standing 8000 meters above sea level. 12484 km away from home. Missing the people I love. But then I began to listen to my even breath as each lung burning. Tightly compacted exposing not one inch of skin. Freezing air of -50°C catch my steamy warm breath. 
I Stop. Eyes closing.
Completely lost in motionless. Bliss. 

I remember feeling free on the top of Mount Wellington in Hobart, Tasmania. Each breath you take in Tasmania your live 5 minutes longer because the island is bursting in pure rainforest. That is how I felt pure. Young. 
Dreams of my future were endless with no limits.     
Completely lost in motionless. Bliss. 
As a wise sole once told me, 
We do not remember days, we remember moments 

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