The plain turns into darkness and stone.
The books rested around the coffee. When I think of that place, I think it is beyond everything. And that sky; was a crazy day. I read your lines The first couple of days still quiver in the top layers of my skin.
I wrote myself into a frenzy back then. From the smallest details we find, every morning – in the shining light that is bright – our way into the most important scientific truths.