It's 3:24 AM, I can't sleep.
An idea has lodged itself in my mind, that's just how I am. I get up, change, and fly to the lab. While driving, I visualize what's in my head. I arrive at the lab, turn on the equipment, wash the dirty beaker from the night before, grab the notebook, turn to the shelves where the raw materials are, and take the Musk Plus. I need to give it a good base... 0.3 of vanillin, 0.5 of neroli, a drop of rose absolute, the scent of a pencil mustn't be missing, cedarwood... and I write the scent of the night. The night is special to me for its light, it's a second life. I wait for the night to dream, I smell its fragrance, and I am alive.
It's 3:24 AM, I can't sleep.
An idea has lodged itself in my mind, that's just how I am. I get up, change, and fly to the lab. While driving, I visualize what's in my head. I arrive at the lab, turn on the equipment, wash the dirty beaker from the night before, grab the notebook, turn to the shelves where the raw materials are, and take the Musk Plus. I need to give it a good base... 0.3 of vanillin, 0.5 of neroli, a drop of rose absolute, the scent of a pencil mustn't be missing, cedarwood... and I write the scent of the night. The night is special to me for its light, it's a second life. I wait for the night to dream, I smell its fragrance, and I am alive.