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10/07/2021
Zerotonin
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Vicious circle
Imagine opening the wooden door of your mountain cabin early in the morning, where you are enjoying togetherness with yourself this summer week. The birds are chirping, butterflies are on the move. Barefoot you step onto the grass still wet with dew, the sun is already shining quite strongly in your face. With your eyes closed, you enjoy nature, its sounds and scents. Fresh air, grass, cyclamen, hawthorn, wood.
You open your eyes and see the mountain lake in front of you, which presents itself to you in the most beautiful blue.
You make yourself a cup of green tea with a twist of lemon and sit down on the wooden chair in the shade. Next to you, the fresh laundry from the day before dangles back and forth in the breeze. With each breeze, the clean scent wafts into your nose, merging with the crisp, clear air. And as you gaze up at the sky and enjoy your tea, you think you could linger here forever...
...Unfortunately, the base does pull me out of my daydream. As soon as the creamy flowers, the tea and the fresh laundry have warped namely, it is already borderline with the synthetic. All I get is musk and a synthetic wood that can really only be Timbersilk, although listed in my head. No sign of patchouli or sandalwood. I feel a strong desire to re-spray and be back at the mountain lake. And again, and again... I find myself in a vicious circle!
You open your eyes and see the mountain lake in front of you, which presents itself to you in the most beautiful blue.
You make yourself a cup of green tea with a twist of lemon and sit down on the wooden chair in the shade. Next to you, the fresh laundry from the day before dangles back and forth in the breeze. With each breeze, the clean scent wafts into your nose, merging with the crisp, clear air. And as you gaze up at the sky and enjoy your tea, you think you could linger here forever...
...Unfortunately, the base does pull me out of my daydream. As soon as the creamy flowers, the tea and the fresh laundry have warped namely, it is already borderline with the synthetic. All I get is musk and a synthetic wood that can really only be Timbersilk, although listed in my head. No sign of patchouli or sandalwood. I feel a strong desire to re-spray and be back at the mountain lake. And again, and again... I find myself in a vicious circle!
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