And so finally we arrived at this point. I have come alive again. After years of hibernation, eyes opening slowly. I feel around and find my way towards the light. The light of thoughts thought in the dark. It's time to change the color - without consideration for shades of taste.

And so the color remains the same, only it tastes different. Of hope, I hope. And please do have a taste when offered. Ok. It will be a short while longer before I can present you with a full plate. The plates are in the wash.