LETTERS to IRV     "The way to heaven"

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March/02/2018 4.44 p.m.

 Another dreamy day has been turning around me! I am on another plane and really enjoying the cotton clouds from the window. I can see dark grey and dark blue shadows over the clouds with the Sun  and sky is blue and sweet-grey! I am right to say how beautiful this great universe and cheerful nature are! And how wonderful that  I have been existing in between them with all my cells. I know what the  life really is. I know so much well. It is something which came from heaven although it sometimes becomes hell. I am looking forward to touching my lovely home and enjoying it. Home is always sweet home but I feel that I go more forward whenever I leave my home for a while . This journey has been euphoria for me although I have been closer to the real realities and I have been very much in the grief  of my unforgetable princess. The city that I visited is called 'Boston'! She used to live there. She educated at Boston university and had done very well and one year after the graduation with a dreamy commencement, she went away.  But Boston has  still been the city of my ife. It still smells my princess and the most beautiful  and euphoric memories have made me  interpretate  'Besame Mucho and 'Historia de un amor' so much beautiful at the music studio that I worked at. It was a great work. And ıt was a great time once more, there in Boston. How beautiful this metaphoric and temporary life is. Please enjoy it with no hesitation and with no judgement.

Frh