Dream in the fields of green

A very strange and slowly suffocating mental hangover has been plaguing some of us through the longest and darkest nights of the year so far. This was indeed very much expected. Everything else, good and bad, that happens to be anchored in the “real world” is just a tiny straw on a vast and unexplored field.

So where do we go from here and how do we get there? I guess there is one last destination on this surreal trip. Resting or relaxing is not an option until it has been reached.

by Markus