… if I could only lay down in my bed and be reached by the sun light, gentle, warm, peacefully.
…if all my troubles could be about deciding what to wear today.
…if the worst confusion of my life was the messy pattern of my quilt.
…if I could stop time, and decide wisely wich way to go… and keep walking until I reached it?
wouldn´t it be nice if I could dream with no guilt and live with no fear?
On canvas and paint everything is possible.