I am greeted by a vision of indulgence, passion, and decadence, inviting me to take my seat at the laden table. I bow to pleasure as it pushes out all reason and steals it away. I'm entranced by the sweet heaviness of the atmosphere. It's opulent and rotund as if no one could ever prevent it from revelling in the here and now.

• The preciousness of life appears perfect to me as I indulge myself in this moment of nonchalance.