Working during the weekend, thinking of bacterial communications and listening to Boney M!
Memories of childhood, warm weekends that we could make the cassette player to get to work and dance fearlessly in front of the mirrors...
Mum was cleaning and dad used to organize his big old collection of the National Geography! I loved to look at the pictures of places I wanted to go, people with painted faces, naked men and women...pierced noses and ears! Elongated necks and valleys full of poppies....
I feel the same...It is magical how music can take you far away....even places you never made to! 

Some times I just cry! After watching an episode of ''Orange is the new Black'' and listening to Tom Waits! I cry like it is my life that is told as an story...And then I missed the feeling of pure joy!