I feel a bit gloomy. Like the weather. Good to stay there, to wait for a Figure to come up and show what it is all about. Looking into prospects of a more smiling tomorrow though, over barren grounds and another exciting side of the island. Friend Rolf looking for new angles of excitement from Ipsilou Monastery, while I am looking at contraries of a fresh flower and a tired boat that has stopped sliding on the waves...
|A FRIEND'S LOOKOUT|
|DAYS ARE GONE BUT I AM STILL PRETTY|