Throw me: I am your boomerang....

The clouds overtake the red sky, they are coming from the east, they are heading to perdition. Sometimes I just wonder if we could take them down, take them down, take them somehow, if only we could. I've been dreaming about random things, I've been chasing those dreams for a while... that's why I've been gone.

...there's much left to say, much left to do. I'm fighting with the air so I can breath it, I'm not sharing it with anyone but the trees. Is going to be great, you'll see - you'll be center in the first line. A bi zillion of electric shocks stimulate my brain and I am reaching the highest point, yet not everything is completely clear. The clouds block part of my view - if we could take them down, take them down, take them somehow. I've come far and I don't care if the world deserts me but I am not leaving my memories at the door. I'll stick to them for a while until I meet back with them.

Just so you know... I have got some friends that are stars, but some are just black holes. Take care and seriously I am writing again.