"when you are chasing time"...that's the feeling, even if you know in the start that you're chasing windmills but you continue anyway...you chase your dream so you can turn a blind eye to the reality.....or maybe I just like more than anything the feeling of a cold wind on my face, freezing hands covered with sleeves and the sent of salty waves that keep breaking on bare cliffs........ .....but above all, I love waking up with the knowing that the children are sleeping in their room, ....I enjoy my first morning coffee, the view on a quiet dawn wrapped in lights...those moments....