Back to life. To civilization & its city lights. To unfinished sympathy.
Writing these words after indefinite time of definite celebration.
Being in flowing set of mind & on solid ground. Still)
Yet the best New Year Eve I’ve ever had before in my life. It was mental explosion, medicine & cure, coming home…
It was like slideshow and screenshot of the whole year.
Exceptional. Soulmates & magic, eargasm & visuals, right places & that kind of special people.
Mega-positive, amazingly intimate, sudden, deep.
Uncompromising honest and sincere.
You think of it. Your eyes smile. The wave comes over you.
Out of time. Off-line. Ongoing.
Apropos: Happy extremely belated New Year, ladies & gentlemen)
Code: Home is not a place, it’s a feeling. Don’t mind waiting. Transform.