Why the blog? That's the question I asked myself last night, while I couldn't fall asleep. I feel pretty happy about writing. I get more focused on my thought process, my dreams. What does come out is a stream of small pieces. A storm of velvet leaves. Pictures, memories, discoveries, explorations, all divided, fragmented, without a visible structure. A flow of images escapes from my head, directed by me, my heart, my senses. This stream becomes, after a lot of puzzling and composing a more transparent source. Feeling good.