Smoothly just like the atmosphere that reigns over this boat. Faces are timeworn, but here they rest. It’s a little windy, the sky clouds over. The architecture is forbidding but the colours are soft. There’s an omnipresent feeling, a brief depression Lots of materials and lights. it’s changing. Nostalgia of dreams. Human relationships are a great mystery, that takes nothing away. nostalgia of dreams. One can’t exist without the other.
Hunt for perfection. Forget my own experience. Disown. As if everything unknown to me was to be coveted? Ennui, vice and impulse. Look on the bright side of life. Nostalgia of dreams.