Today, I’m wearing a little piece of Bali. And blue. As the ocean. They say that blue is the color of healing. I’m dreaming of an ocean of blue. In Asia, a continent of wonders, of endless worlds and moods, with countless shades of all the colors, but most of all, with countless shades of blue. I stand there taking it all in. To keep with me, in me, until the end of time. Until next time. As I wrote here a while ago…