It's 02:47am, Brazilian time. And once again I'm in the early hours of the morning enjoying the incredible vibration that is the silence of the night... aaaah! the early mornings. ♥️ Nights always caught my attention as a child, because my mother always put me to bed early and nights always seemed to be a mystery. As a child, I had the habit of pretending to be asleep and after a while I would get out of bed and go to the window to look at the stars. 🌌✨
My imagination took me to fly on a carpet like in Aladdin and be able to see everything my eyes wanted but never could. So magical… ✨
When I became an adult, I needed to work “normal” hours and boy; how difficult it was! All those noises, people, things happening and the sun shining on my face just made me want to run as fast as possible so that the day would pass and I could enjoy once again the delirious silence of the night ♥️✨ (sun days also have their beauty , but nights are my passion) The whole point is: existing in a night of mystery with the silence of the night is like a cozy embrace of oneself. In the early morning I indulge, I listen to music, I dance and I can be me and all my dreams can come true! And after finally coexisting with the universe, I'm finally ready for Morpheus' embrace ♥️
Tomorrow the day starts again; tomorrow i dream again... while awake. 🌌🦉✨
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