Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

Winds are changing, maybe I’ll become something else if I’m not myself.

Perspective on life is only what you think and what you’ve been learned, no blame to give if you let the winds blow to become something else, there is only the story you tell your self.

What does it mean to be true to myself?

Winds are changing, new directions are here, no time to be the old me.

My pockets don’t hold money, they holds my hands when I walk, becoming something else when the wind changes.

Perspective on life makes you run, you can’t fix everything, time to go feel the winds changing, I’ll become something else as myself if I’m not myself, I’ll find myself in the wind.

The wind is changing.

©Elke T.B. Stevens 21/08/2018