Is this even real ? The same ques­tion is in my head for one hour. Dark cloudy sky, giving up, let­ting the city go. Total dark aca­de­mia. One hour didn’t feel like it at all, it felt like a few minu­tes, not more. It makes you rea­lize how fast life is. How fast you will live it. But we have to make time to remem­ber these moments : an enchan­ted city coming out of the fog, rain drops like music, like a sound­track, fami­liar shapes approa­ching out of now­here, the city coming to life. I will remem­ber.