getting drunk

…and my dear friend said to me this evening, while having more than a couple of beers: heaven is not at work, in your patents’ house, in your friends’ living-room, not with me having this great discussion and NOT even in your lover’s heart. heaven is the most beautiful place you’ve ever been. when people die, they go to this perfect place they once visited.

c’est encroyable (yonderboi – ohne chanteuse)