On the beach, we were strangers
Curious what the ocean in front of us carried
The currents, pulling us down
Submerged, pulled into different journeys
Journeys to new compositions
Compositions of understanding, acceptance, clarity
The currents, gradually growing faint and disappearing
Washed up
On the beach, we were friends
other things..
Touch the soft.Photography
im Schlossone night of heavy dreaming
Autos 2016things moving fast
Community for Rebellious Engineersa hangout for the odd and unprocessed