It was one of those days when you feel a kind of suspension: an-escape-of-thoughts-from-gravity sort of thing!
Your mind goes crazy and starts doing stuff that normally resists doing so: debugging your half written codes when taking a shower, writing/narrating a short story in your head on the way back from running...
I regret not having a pen and paper at the time... It sounded like a nice story in English with here-and-there quotes in French and parts of this nice poem in Arabic, like a background... Well it's gone now anyway...
I ended up this magical day with white and red Monkey Bay that lingered in my veins until three O'clock in the morning while watching a nice animation...