The chronicle of a renormalisation, part 1

Εδώ είμαι, εδώ είμαι, εδώ είμαι, εδώ είμαι.
My personal mantra to keep me here.
Chased by my early morning mad dogs.

Εδώ είμαι.
Invited them into a private meeting.
Meditation.
Scared let myself dive.
And then peace.
Peace. Ecstatic immediate peace.
No dogs.
No dogs.
Not a moment of dogs.

Day was real.
Hair dyes.
Girly summer plans.
Late night colleagues.
Early morning sleep.

Εδώ είμαι.
Reality.
Other people are here.