homesickATLien: As I look out into the endless sea. The vastness indeed speaks to me.
homesickATLien: The breath of the morning. I keep forgetting. The smell of the warm summer air
homesickATLien: Lost in the dream. Or just the silence of a moment?
homesickATLien: An ocean in between the waves
homesickATLien: Beach house tranquility
homesickATLien: Morning ice bath
homesickATLien: Cerulean sky. Lay on my back and watch the clouds roll by
homesickATLien: All this running around. I can't fight it much longer
homesickATLien: By the Oak Tree
homesickATLien: “Out beyond the ideas of right-doing and wrongdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there”
homesickATLien: There was a time when ocean, sky, and sunset gleam. Nature, and every common sight. To me did seem. Apparelled in celestial light. The glory and freshness of a dream.
homesickATLien: It’s sadness coming on like the old days, the vast seamless hopeless weight of sadness looking for a place to rest
homesickATLien: In the depths of the soul, there lies the truth
homesickATLien: For every moment the sea is peace and relief, there is another when it shivers and stirs to become chaos. It’s just as ready to claim as it is to offer.
homesickATLien: Tokyo Flow
homesickATLien: Shibuya rush
homesickATLien: Shibuya crossing
homesickATLien: It's always around me, all this noise, but. Not nearly as loud as the voice saying
homesickATLien: Another season changes. And still my days are shapeless.
homesickATLien: There’s just a stranger livin’ in me
homesickATLien: Time doesn’t click on and on like a stroke. It comes and goes in waves and folds like water, it flutters and sifts like dust, rises, billows, falls back on itself.
homesickATLien: Some kind of blue
homesickATLien: I'm gazing out the window. As I ascend into the sky. But I'm the one who's left behind
homesickATLien: As you set your eyes to the wind
homesickATLien: Like the brutal autumn sun. It dawns on me, what have I done?
homesickATLien: Light was changing on the water. Where birds above had flown