Artists.
Once I had a privilege to be a part of their community. Not now though. At the moment I am kind of a lost fracture.
Sometimes I really miss the flow of inspiration, the will to release the inner spirit, giving life to humble glow of light within the soul.
I miss adventurism and ardour of being an artsy and festive person, miss the restless nights when I could not fall asleep because of visions, ideas, time and space travel.

I yearn and long for this, although I am still pleased and satisfied with my current position.