♪music playing♪ some days the sun sets early
on the canal dark orange water under a dark orange sky impossible to distinguish through half closed-eyes. You almost want to breathe in the water and dive into the air. And look: these days where you live you share with a crowd of others predictable hours after
predictable hours and you want yours
to be as different from theirs as waves from wind separate distinct A day will come when you step back half close your eyes and watch
the edges get blur filled with the urge
to breathe their air and dive into their lives.