Ahhhh! What a relief; the whiskey is so good. Cold and bitter! The cigar smells like heaven. It goes deep into my soul. I feel so light. You know what I am doing now? Staring at the smoke. Join me; it's so fun. There are several shapes in it. They come and go. Each evolve to another, as if they are on a broadway stage playing a screenplay.
I am getting a little dizzy. Look at this nude. Is she not hot? The cigar has turned so maculine. What an spectacular erotic scene they have created before my eyes.
The darkness seems to have been fading to the background of what I am witnessing. I feel so much better. You know what is still missing? A light music! Let's imagine I, my whiskey and my cigar get enclosed by a Jazz Bar. Wow! What a comfortable space! I love the faint red lights. This space so touching me. Let's give up for tonight's one and only Mr. Smooth Jazz!
I close my eyes and let my soul soar with the music to the boundaries I have never exceeded. How do these boundaries appear anyway? Who creates them?
I don't want to go to sleep anymore. I wanna stay awake and render my sleepless life for ever.
This is a farewell and also a start.