Monday 10th September 2001 11-40 CET
So today I continue the carpentry work I started yesterday, I am renovating and
restyling the middle room upstairs. It continues to rain and I hear the melody of it
playing upon the roof as I work. Crescendoes and gentler passages, it is as though
fingers are playing a 'pastoral' upon some gigantic nature piano. Playing with
strength and also with sensitivity.
The harmony of the sounds and the interplay of lighting effects are truly an
incredible sequence of experiences.
So is life in this 'reality', huh?