Couldn't sleep very well. This unbearable feeling of pleasure rising up from the feet kept waking me up every now and then.
A swallow had made its way into the balcony again, and couldn't get out.
A dream at the summerhouse. We were discussing the weird with a group of people. A nice TV show was going on in the background. There was some sort of a street magicians' gathering in Spain or something. The most amazing feat I can still remember.
The magician took a fistful of fine sand. Then had the wind carry sand particles together to build a statue. I guess it might've been the same magician, who also conjured a live person, having him gradually materialize more and more (bodyparts of the person gradually became less translucent). Other than that, the personality of this magician seemed suspicious .. "seemed like a psycho".
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