Iceberg
There is not much to say. I think that it is not easy but I try to understand what a cold weather is like just in the middle of the arctic, wandering in the cold waters, letting itself be carried by the current, without a deternished direction. He opens his eyes and looks inside himself and sees only impenetrable hardened ice and a frozen heart by the cold storms that rise at night his hope is that the warm day softens the thin layer of his skin to tan after a dark and cold night ..