was that real? or was that all just some strange wonderful dream? am i really sitting in Santa Cruz California again in my big blue comfortable bathrobe typing away on my computer? did i really stand on a cliff today and watch the sunset while the waves jumped into a purple sky? did i really spend last night in a beautiful little Italian village inn? did i really walk the ancient streets of Prague with a group of drunken Czechs that i didn't know the night before last? did i really mix out transcendental techno beats in an underground warehouse club in Zlin? did i really take those long walks through the rolling Czech countryside around Telc? did i really stand in the old town square of Prague watching fireworks explode around the towers of a medieval castle? did i really walk the narrow streets of Venice laughing out loud at how unbelievably beautiful the things around me were? did i really see all those amazing beautiful things? did i really meet all those amazing people? did i really go to all those insane parties? did i really lose my mind again? did i really do that? was that real?