A very personal artworl I might add, a continuation of the work "Essence of waking dreams". I also added a backstory to it, a sort of metaphor for avoiding melancholy. Lots of love, Jo.

"As the boy in the tower kept staring at me, I felt that somehow he knew me...
-Who are you? I yelled
-Of all questions, he asks the obvious, he says.
I'm you Jo, or do you preffer Bogdan? I'm your lifelong companion, I'm yourself, I'm the only one who listened. Now before you ask more, let me tell you this: you can't come back to the tower anymore, it's not healthy for you, I know our common mind is shattered from all the wrongs we've endured. But it's time for you to move on...
I'm just your former self, something of a distant memory, you don't need me.
-Will I ever see you again? my voice trembling.
-You won't, you shouldn't, but let me tell you this: I'll never forget you, and I love you. Now it's time for you to go.
A part of me wanted to test reason, but somehow I knew, he-myself, we're right. As I turned my back from the tower in the fields I could only whisper: Goodbye..."