Travelogue MAR 16

I’m in Romania. Malta was not the right place for me currently. So i flew away in the steal bird through lands and seas. There is a beautiful decadence and sweet grace to Bucharest. There are some real characters in this hostel! I have moments where i ask myself if i am trapped in some mad carnival of my own making. But there is music in the air. We are dancing and laughing and hugging and in love with our hunger for salvation and lost dreams. This is my 5th day without the holy trinity of modern drugs: coffee, cigarettes and alcohol. I am overcoming something. There is this great power within us all. I do not want to filter it! I want to use it as an energy source. Is the world cold and lonely? Or are we here to break circles of history? I miss things that are not even yet gone.
Dreamers unite?