I decided to open my eyes. There was a moment of silence. Would it be a dream, I was a child again?
Well, maybe all of us would one daydream that we would go back in time.
My mind identified the place as if I had not lived anything else from then on. It was my childhood lake, I spent a great part of my summer vacation there with my family, really missed those times …
I was very small and explored everything that was around me, in search of treasure, sometimes found lost objects, for example, to this day I keep a colored beads bracelet with stars. I remember seeing it for the first time, picked it up from the dusty floor and ran to my mother.
– Mom, look what I found by the lake. Fallen stars from the sky.
At this moment, my attention was divided between space and my family.
How I miss being a kid!
I ran my fingers over the photograph, felt the wind running through the hair, for a moment, I imagined myself staring at the horizon and trying to reach Berlengas Island. – David,- Eleonor said casually. – Did you know that it is one of the best places on the Portuguese coast for underwater activities?
At that place, the scenery seemed to have come out of a movie. While it was a day, I explored every corner of the mountain until I found a charming house … – Hello! My name is Jacob and I live in one of these houses. May I help you? – Good afternoon! said Rita in a trembling voice. The silence that followed was very brief.
I felt as if I were in one of those dreams, in which we should never wake up. However, time began to pass faster, the hands turned in opposite directions, and the sun and the moon would run after each other, it seemed that several days had passed, while I was standing exactly in the same place …
The interior of the van was full of the intense perfume of the beach, and when the breeze ran through the doors and open windows the stench of the sea made it feel even more … For me, the interior was a complete house: bathroom; a bed; living room and kitchen. In the center of the room was a table and two sofas, we spent most of our nights there talking for hours, it was undoubtedly the best holiday we could have.
What would it be like to see the world in black and white? … After a long internal discussion, it was decided to try to open the eyes and delude what you can see, that it is the colours. Our brain is undoubtedly amazing, can I delude it? My first impression is that it would not be an easy task, but after a few minutes I realized that it is a good thing that we can see the colours, but there is something in a black and white portrait that I can not explain, the contrasts and the variants of shadows and ashes.