I'm home, but not really. Or so it feels: I'm in between places, people and happenings, waiting for it all to start although I know I'm the one who need to start it. I'm in the middle of moving, waiting for my stuff, my art, my life! It's both frustrating and exciting. So what I'm doing these days is catching up with good old friends, being lazy if it's sunny and dreaming about all the things I want to do next. Waiting doesn't have to be too bad after all... It's the best time for dreams and ideas to grow!
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