Day 68th
Today there was magick in the air... my short shift at the pub felt very long, and busy almost no time to breath. Beautiful festival full of tourist. Music and art sprouting everywhere, and eccleticism, all around pushing the boundaries. Even if I still hate the fact of the avalanche of people in my home, making wandering around the center a nightmare or just walking out of my doorstep; there is a good side of it. It is full of oportunities if you know when to take them and prepare yourself for it. After the shift I went for a counscious walk in my way home. Going up Calton Hill I saw a little break…