Donna Darkwolf dances on the beach. Smooth and graceful with the ocean breeze.
I watch and know -
Every move she makes - She moves just for me . . .

“I Don’t Want To Be Nostalgic” – Miles Arden.
A water-colored memory of a Sunday morning on Sunrise Beach, Cape Town.

I want to remember how it was
I don't want to feel it I just want to go back
I want to be present I want to be present
I don't want to be nostalgic
I don't want to talk about it to go back - I want to hear the sound

I want to remember it
I don't want to feel it - I want to be present
I want to be present
I don't want to be nostalgic
I want to remember how it was

I don't want to feel it
I just want to go back
I want to be present
I want to be present

How many times can I look at the same thing
I want to find new things
I want to find new things
I want to be present
I want to be present

I don't want to be nostalgic
I want to remember how it was
I don't want to feel it I just want to go back
I want to be present
I want to be present

I can watch her dance in the sand to my violin and happily recall >> All the Things She Said