night one and the year's last night on monopterus

I guess it has come the time of cigarettes, tea and water music and lowing down minimas and maximas of my life. Shifting priorities and being a bit more focused on rational things until all this is done. There is no pressure of my studies yet, but maybe this is just due to some ignorant attitude to reality, but it's protective and healthy and I guess everything will work out in the end.
However some reflections of bright heights are left, that I would like to show you. I hope you don't mind my egocentric way of photography. There is a little place in a park that has become some kind of Empyrean to me, if I am right in my interpretation of John Frusciante's new record that is called so. It doesn't afford too much to get those shots, some good feelings made me go out and enjoy some time in silence, loneliness and freedom.

night one on monopterus

The year's last night was a typical situation to me, not finding my keys and feeling locked in la until it was almost too late to break up. I finally found the keys and the gap in time to finish the year where I am feeling so comfortably, even when sitting between scaring amounts of fireworks and below their explosions in the sky.

the year's last night on monopterus