"In the high tide, the water, after reaching the maximum level, he has a moment of stasis before he descends, the stanca"
The unbearable effort of doing nothing ... Stanca was born as an hymn to idleness.
The freedom to lie down daydreaming, reading or just watching the passing of time, having all around you all that is needed to do nothing. It is made of noble materials for is not laziness a privilege of the nobility?
After all, time is the most precious thing that a man can spend.