UNEASY

Winds of change.

ALONE with MYSELF.

Swirling movement, from outside to inside.

Peace. Melancholy. Silence. Goodbyes. In fact, too many goodbyes and changes.

The Fool. The Eremit. The Sun.

Feels like the maze of life is rearranging itself in a brand new configuration. New scenarios. New positions. New players on the game and old players in new roles. Missing links. I see awed this pause in the stream of events. I'm on the very corner of the abism, wind blowing my hair, looking fascinatedly ahead, seconds before jumping into the middle of air. The screen changes. I don't have idea of what's coming next. Unsettling. Fascinating. A bitsy scary.