There was a time when home was far, when the mind was clear and the exotic near.

There was a time when life knew no sorrow, when time was lost and no plans been made as off tomorrow.

To fast gone are the days of morning beach sun, back to reality never is that fun!

We had great laughs, adventures by miles. Dreams became bigger, new hope rising whilst. With the mind so open and free, new ideas are blooming in the right-mind-field.

How good is to dream when the days are long, when the sun warms the soul and and the holiday feels like a catch up you need, with friend full of good vibes along.

What grows after are the roots of fresh energy, taking home the impossible to form it into ideally your salary. Becoming more of what you used to dream. Handing over the old, letting go of the unneed.

There is a time when life cant wait for tomorrow and you live for what matters most and be your own hero.

 

J.Kappl

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