Nights of immersion

Probably my face wasn’t much better…

immersed or submerged in the deepnes of dutch nights…

the more i work at late nights the more i don’t understand why i masochistically like them so much…beside the already said masochism…

this feeling of diziness, with a hint of San simone creates a state of mental flow that is extremely pleasurable, but brings pain or as Yoann says in a more philosophical ..ze body stretch from homeostasis state…

I mean, i’m standing in front of the laptop waiting for a rendering to come, but i don’t feel bad or stressed…time stretches and becomes relative when you get in this mad masochistic nerdish underwater, undertime and underestimated moment of painful freedom.

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