Everything that had to happen happened, but nothing did - Paulo Coelho

There's nothing like being in a foreign country. The sun has set. Your friends and family are all sleeping or relaxing before going to bed. Some of them are a bit further away, living life underneath a still bright sun or watching the last rays waking or descending over the horizon. All is at peace and you are focussed. Music playing in the background, silently humming not to wake up one's dreaming. Life is good and tomorrow is yet to start.