Midnight, 21° outside, and a sleepy tired mind floats around the corners of this apartment.
I was wondering if we all, sometimes, have the same crazy and unordered ideas about our days… Perfections get tired of their own pioneers, and energy surrounds everything like a huge ball of wire… the Internet super highway of human mystery. Thanks god, meditation is still one way of getting things to their shelves!
Today is another special day, the ideas go from my hands to my keyboard without checking in my brain. Weird floating state of mind, weird waves of intra-connectivity… Happiness could be sensed so delicately sometimes… Just one of those nights !