Time is like a chewing gum and now I chew it slowly without deep reflections, following my weird dreams and fears which are like glimpses of myself... No plans and no ideas just enjoying every day very slowly because here time goes slowly without fuss. A sleepy state of consciousness immersed in the summer which has its end, neither idle nor active, veiled by violet dreams hiding from strong winds. happiness is like standing on a falling ball all the time being shaked