Day 62: Napoli
It's the tiny moments on a night like this. When all there is is forward. Because you're sure you can't go back.
You see the star, but is it moving? Is it guiding?
It's hanging over something.
Find peace in the in between.
It's the tiny moments on a night like this. When all there is is forward. Because you're sure you can't go back.
You see the star, but is it moving? Is it guiding?
It's hanging over something.
Find peace in the in between.
