On the road
Kilometres. Miles looks at infinity. Miles colors, Skies, shadows and flashes of light. Miles smoke, Wind and laughter. Miles thoughts and inner dialogues. Miles of nerves content so it is coming. Miles distant music notes, kilometers of dreams.
Time moves, the road is blurred, engine noise background. EMOTION.
March. The sun warms the skin through window, falls asleep. Feeling of extreme relaxation, a duermevela.
Hours. Seizure. Feeling trapped, like running. And finally stop. Open the door and sweetly fresh wind hits the skin. Advance, stretch every muscle in the body, water, a bite of a sandwich stolen and from the asphalt.
The landscape changes, from yellow to green, forests and trees become thicker. The flat horizon, becomes voluptuous, rounded, mountains.
The glass fogs, falling droplets that cloud vision. The atmosphere becomes somewhat cooler. The sun goes down diagonally to lose sight of the last ray of light.
Lights, distorting lights, that annoy and hinder sleep. Finally the deep night. The light shows nice, distant. Avanza. Movement in the trees, the north wind blows. Avanza. The clock time. Whether it is close.
Sound open, engines off and silence. Breathe deeply. You are here. After more than 9 hours roadside, the girl closed the door and helps her parents with suitcases. Sounds keys, tour and ready, be at home.
Nobody ever said he could live so many emotions in 850km.
March 2015
PHOTOCHOA
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