I had my nap on my rotating recliner, listening the music, followed by a coffee. I looked outside the window and I could see people rushing, buildings symbolizing ambition risen and fallen.
In my OBE i went to Paris, hanged out at the luxemberg park, walked down its streets. I miss that ambience although i would not like to live there.
As i type i feel alive. I feel it is a dance of the mind.
