Left the city, arrived in a winter fairy tale. So much light! Endless light blue sky, and white everywhere... Curtains were drawn aside, and the eyes wanted to open more and more to take it all in. Pure light therapy: leaving all grey matters behind, spreading shining energy into every cell. I stilled the inner chatter, let myself be filled with light, and just.... stood there, smiling.
Nothing more is needed, than to be Pablo Neruda