everything is very strange.
i wrote down my artist's manifesto the other day and now it is an anchor for me to get to every time i feel floating.
right after that a person appeared, and the sensations, too. maybe, it will be nothing. maybe, he will be a friend. maybe, there is something more than just a click that we have both felt (half a year ago actually).
today is a turning point, i know it, i feel it in the air.
something is moving.
something is changing.