"but now it's come to distances...."

And so we get carried away from our crazy expectations and we land on an unexpected bit of promised land, completely unaware of what was promised and at what price. There is ubiquitous beauty, luring embraces to show us in underground rooms, dim and damp. You look me in the eyes and smile and suddenly, their contour ripples in a hundred tiny circles like the water in a pond when it rains. I am drunk and alcohol is not to blame, I rest in the loving arms of new friends and relish this wonderful night, filled with goodbyes and sweet words. It’s an early Christmas.