Many dimensions in one dimension of moments. The never ending game of work, work, work. A life filled with so much work that it turns into a never ending game of lost connection, lost love, addictions, pain and blindness. Then love enters the game and fills ones being with everything that was fought again for so long. The shell is cracking and the connection of love is growing in a beautiful vibrant colour. A break, a breakdown, a stop of the downward spiral of goals. Not knowing what to do so a new reality gets pushed away while behind a new chance arose ready to enter. Fear looking inside. Reflection. An opening. A breakthrough. A possibility. And all on coffee with milk’n sugar.