Here I am, amidst the distant sound of the waves and the scent of roses that envelop me. There is a touch of mystery in the air, as if each sigh were part of an unwritten novel. The wine, dry and deep, accompanies my thoughts that float, light, lost between memories and dreams. I feel in tune with the approaching night, a mixture of silence and pulsating life. Everything seems to conspire for this moment, as if the universe had stopped just to see me be who I am, without haste, without expectations. Whole and free!