the sea rises and i fall

the sea rises and i fall that I always like it when I realize that it must be something else, why life is not a straight line , we could start and do not do anything else, it would last until the end , we would be happy , it would be useless but would be used but it is not like that, you have to look every time something new that I hope will be able to go beyond the sea, but he often falls in the ocean, it is not strong enough, but how do I do that, I do not know , what I know is that the moment is flat, to meet it must be a bit of everything, like this one is ready to do so, it is a simple question, without taking for someone perfect , I do everything I can to always go to the right place , it's a place I love, it's a Sunday at the edge of the water, fish cling to my hook , it is the joy of cooking , but about five o'clock I do once I take my knife and I begin to cut ham, thin slices that are even more beautiful when they are accompanied by mayonnaise, but for now I look at the water flowing , it makes me feel good , it is a simple pleasure in accepting self , not to say that everything is in the other room , just in the same series that I could do before losing what is possible , but now everything changes it takes patience to know that nothing is possible , an acceptable version in the future which opens onto another scene, but before going into the control I still take a few minutes to look at my neighbor take a shower, it is nothing but it makes me hard , so I spend another state , I think it is possible to have a serious project with someone who does not necessarily pass through the physical