The incessant

I listen to the powerful and constant sound of the sea, it submerges me in a deep calm, perhaps it is its strength or the swaying that balances my anxiety. The sun envelops me, the immensity of nature recharges me with energy and the sand sticks to my skin making my clothes feel uncomfortable.

I remember my childhood where everything was a game. I used to draw in the wet sand, it gave a sense of belonging to my childhood, back then it never crossed my mind that the marks in the sand could be erased by the sea.

Today these memories take on a new meaning for me.

I go back to the past in search of memories so as not to forget them, anxiety takes me to the future and the biggest challenge is to stay in the present time. I think the more I try to deal with time the more confusing it becomes and maybe I just have to learn to accept it. I am the sum of these three dimensions, the incessant, the ephemeral and the uncertain.

I reflect on all the times I have walked over my own shadow repeatedly stumbling over the same obstacles. Time does not stand still and my transformation is inevitable. I try to leave some traces that I was here as I await the arrival of the future. My body represents the present, my shadow the past and the silhouette in the sand the uncertain future.