Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Crisp and Blinding October Mornings...



Hyperborean mornings. The sky is donning an awesome colour, but the clouds are threatening again. And I hate mornings again. I think in English again. I don't want evenings to end. I fall asleep to the music, shuffling the tracks. I hide behind gloves, sunglasses and scarves, and behind warm walls, cloaked in my music...

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Licensed and experienced as a nature scientist, I am also a published writer and a graphic artist, curently living in the metropolitan New York area, where I am involved in music production and cultural events. I support sustainability, life-long education and the conservation of the world's natural and cultural heritage.