when realities collide

Some posts just get stuck in the 'draft' parallel universe... And when they finally make it into this world, they are still haunted.
How close is the faraway?
How long is forever?
Sometimes you just need the magic to happen...and put on the pink flower-printed everything to get rid of the weird feeling. Neon coloured shoes help to keep the feet on the ground and watch the walking direction when the mind is a blur. Sometimes it's good to just disappear, "fall through the ground" as we say in Russian.  And then reappear at the right place at the right time...like magic, when someone else just needs it to happen.
Sometimes your job is the only reason to wake up in the morning, and the only thing that gets you through the day are the sweet words from a close/distant friend. I was right to walk around Brussels dressed like a neon hippie, wasn't I?


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