"I need to change, I need to play like a five year old"

The days when time flows smoothly into late hours and sunrises with no intention of ever reminding us of the hour. The days when music, old and newly discovered, beautiful pictures, moving and still, imagination, hope and withdrawal catches you in the most amazing frenzy. The days when the voices in your head are silent, for once. 


One flinch can turn that state of mind into a million pieces. Go up in smoke. 


Keep those days close to heart. And make no sudden movements.