Estonia in July

Since a summer day knows no end in The Baltic's, it's possible to both go to sleep and wake up in one of them.

The summer days are brilliant, each one of them like a elite triathlete whose victory is in endurance.

Because the days here neither have a beginning or reach an end their bodies are perfect and shimmer with their perfection.

Here, when I think I can go no further, a strange new energy comes over me, delivered from a small inhabitable island in the Gulf of Finland.