tournee

I have just read an extravagantly beautiful passage, and I have no idea of what to do next! It was so beautiful that I was blissfully smilingly & weeping at the same time.

What can one do when one encounters such beauty? I had no desire to interact with others; in fact, it seemed repulsive to interact with others, since I would not have been able to describe my feelings of afterglow.

I am in such a brutally pleasant lengthy descriptive phase, that it is pointless to say anyt. . . . .