Some years ago, I took a piece of paper, a pen (black, I guess), and I wrote down five dreams I would try to achieve before I’m gone. I’ve forgotten three of them, call me a distracted or busy mind. But I do recall the two remaining: write a book, and learn how to sail. I am on my way to fulfill one of these...
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All it takes is one look exchanged through the window of that train. One look, blonde and blue. A shy smile. And hidden beneath it, something fierce and proud, as only youth can be. Then your heart can see how your whole world could have been different. « Another life, another galaxy ».