Plains of creation

I am about to begin a journey. A journey of discovery, to discover my environment, to discover myself. I've got the key of the door... The door opens slowly and gently let you see the other side of it. I can feel neurotransmitters traveling at the speed of light giving orders to my brain. I can feel how nature calls to my window and enlight my dark box.


I think she's calling me, saying: "Come, and see what I am".


I need a notebook, tobacco, and the pleasure of see my universe, my inner universe another time.