I’m home again. In normal life and surroundings, doing normal stuff. Wake up, go to work, work all day, go home and spend time with my family and go to sleep. Nothing unexpected happens all day.
My encounter with all the impressions and people from the Rubber Ball weekend suddenly seem like a very distant wonderful dream. A dream there somehow left a huge vacuum around me, resulting in a feeling of emptiness and silence. It’s feels so weird!
