I once found a picture of a balinese beach in a surf magazine. I kept it for years, and I used to escape in my mind to that place every time I was feeling stressed or overwhelmed by my duties. One day, I lost the picture and I was not able to find it again. Years later, without planning it, I arrived to that special beach. That day, I was able to see with my eyes all the details that the photographer was not able to capture.