The eagle's back and I restored a former self of mine. For the first time in weeks I don't feel like sleeping or eating or doing anything else than laughing, dancing and drinking.
I am again amazed at the resemblance between the two of us, reaching from the same taste in ice cream over similar amaze at the beauty of the mountains to the identical way of crossing our feet when concentrating. Same incisive minds, same dark humor. My little alter ego.
Over the past days, I was in turn Henry Higgins and Eliza Doolittle, teaching and learning and never having enough. And moreover, I could have danced all night...
HERO OF THE DAY: The elephant, for being so funny my throat was sore from all the laughs.
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