the heart of freedom

Rampant carelessness, joy and the wide open landscape.



It is running down sand hills tothe salty sea. Of not giving a fuck. Of doing for doings sake, or living for the moment. 

For the feel of sun on skin, crusty salty hair and today, today and only now. Eyes wide open. Just going for it, of not being tamed, of feeling 8 foot tall and bullet proof.