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Love. All that matters. All that surrounds us. You and me. We become one. But we are still two. Individuals. Sharing differences. Linking connections. Looking at each others glazes. Cracking smiles that send sparkles of stars into the stranger. How do you feel now? So good…

Driving back down the motorway through the fog of the night. Alone in the darkness in a mind set strolling along floating beams of car lights and dashed lines of directing traffic. Radio was switched off in favour of the rustling air conditioner. Enjoy the silence in a remix.
The party was great because I fell in love again. Expectations were to exorcise anxiety, depression and fear before the dull November time. And out of the darkness came the best kisses of my life. Intimate hugs and the rest of it and the fight to stop it for good. And I realized how old I had to become to know I haven’t had that in all of my thirty-something of years. Never say never to something new on the way. The fog clouds weaved through the car beams like reborn souls of peace. My confusion about this weekend surprise found comfort in this urban space of freedom. My left hand gripped the steering wheel like the body of my distant lover. My right hand was busy texting one sms message to capture the right moment. My eyes pinballed like a moonflower laser across the scenery. Life. Youth. Love.
Halloween changed me more than ever before. Thanksgiving traditions of Europe have evolved into that post-summer dress up bonanza with a lil bit of fake ketchup horror teasers and Gothic romance in drunken discos. Everybody I knew felt the same boredom like when it was carnival. Ok, apathy but peer group pressure made them still go. Attitude matters too.

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