Just let´s pretend that we don´t remember our past, we don´t know our future and we are able to live from minute to minute. From simply second to second. Imagine the world without masks which we wear every day, imagine day percieved by your heart, the next day perieved by your nose. Simply, like the flight of the seagull whit like a snow. Beautiful like my new pyjamas trousers. Lovely like sound of time. Tic tac. Still running. So see you in the net time? A week later? Oh yeah, don´t know whatś gonna happend but still, itś gonna be full of art events, next drawing, some cinema, bar, new roommate...hmmm, seems we have something to look forward to:) Byee guyyys! :))