The miracle continues. The warm breath of life runs around my body, into my soul. I was sitting in the Starbucks today no suprising I’ve met the right person again. That is my miracle cafe. I drank my favourite pumpkin latte and holded the mice and open conversation with my new African friend. I’ve been busy for the whole day and that’s just feels good. Really good. And after the Starbucks I’ve been sitting on the road, waiting for the bus, calmingly smiling to myself. I’m great now. And I hope I covered some of my feelings it this short passage. I am not writting about all the interesting talks from today here – it’s just no space!