Angle of view

Everyone chooses his own point of view. Always and everywhere. Even in this picture one can see broken and useless glasses buried in the sand. And someone will see an incredible sky, hear the rustling of sea waves, remember their vacation adventures and, after a little rest, find a lot of opportunities to solve some of their questions. It is possible to inflate an incredible insoluble problem from a small household issue. And it is possible, being in terrible circumstances, to find the strength to live, fight and remain human. And this point of view is only our own. Where and how we will look depends on us. And in this picture is my personal story. For when my sleep is broken by the sharp, loud sound of an explosion to take over a leaping heart, I remember the sea. The stormy Baltic sea, the bright sun and the wind in the face. That feeling of freedom, strength and happiness. And I feel calmer and find the strength to get up and live my cool life. Because while I have it, it's cool. And this is my point of view)