I dreamed of a perfect sanctuary, just a couple of nights ago.
It was, incredibly perfect.
I was with my guitar, my camera, sheets of blank paper and a pen.
I have always thought that Pier 39 in San Francisco would be fine.
But my dream proved me wrong.
My dream brought me to a real sanctuary, my perfect sanctuary.
I would be truly amazed if I'd get there, physically.
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I never thought of anything like this, ever.
I am different, really different from who I was before.
