This week we changed our window view.
Ones with the sliding-down-the-mountain excitement, others losing their sight uphill.
Some indulge in the adventure and to the more or less ostentatious falls, I surrender myself to the silence of the mountain, the immensity that crushes and overwhelms us without even touch.
There may be fun and noise, but there are also peace and quiet in the nooks where the snow lives until the sun, landlord that never fails, make it taste a little bit of the adrenaline of losing fear, gaining speed and go down the hill.
This week we changed our window view.
The emails can be delayed, also lingering, a little more in the snowy peaks or only in the inbox, but they will come, in time, loaded with this cold and fresh air from which our lungs are filled.
The mountain is calling us.
This week we changed our window view.
10th March of 2016
