Back to the bank from that feeeling away him for the moment finish the work and head to the studio get work done there and back home....
With that whiff of monsoon in the air like it's almost that time of the year again that brings along the wait...
Change and head out for a walk few rounds with his music and this kids play area that they have amped up by adding the sand that one visual every single time the versova beach front again like it's your most looked and lived for corner of the apartment again that thing that defines your reality alone, beyond logics and expressions...why what or how just the feels charlie....
And as you just stand there living that beauty of the sand kids playing over it even in the mornings earliest hours when you wake up at that golden hour of his with that sudden shake post his dream and lookout watch the kids laying over their bellies over the sand in round circles having a round conference like a routine of this bunch of kids....it's some visuals charlie like the sand few specific tracks windows mirrors the sight and smell of cigarettes in general the waaaaaay they bring him along....
Before him you didn't like the smell of cigarettes but now it's one of your most loved scents cause it brings him along...like the first whiff of the smell of cigarettes and that one rush of him atbighest pace possible!!!!!
Agaaaaun from where to where it only went!!!!
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