..the sheep and the sounds and the space oh god and the smell of hope and vibrancy of shapes and ...the grass grass green grass and trees yes lined up yes in squares and circles and shapes unseen by the eye only by the heart. and streets no not streets but white and black and every shade of grey...how dare one step over a beauty like that and cross the alley after alley and not wonder at the mastermind behind all of it...and yes we plan oh yes we dream...as grand and as majestic and as...full of..it all. that matter that makes it hard to breathe but makes the breathing all the more worthwhile. aciu vikute...had the best time ever..your mashiniukas is safe. i keep an eye on it.

will have truffles for breakfast. i looked at the photos from tevyne..ech. jura looks so...spooky.

...i never know if i go