samedi 28 juin 2008

I never dump the keys I find : the doors would be closed forever and it's not up to me to decide

Picture by T.

Waiting doesn't mean being patient :
it's just a piece of evidence you're alive with projects.
Once you stop waiting, it can only mean two things :
you're sleeping... or you're already dead.


In One month, one week and one day, she'll be crossing the whole continent to reach Europe again and allow us to love each other. I'm counting down the days... In fact, I feel this year has be a long long count down... before the new year, before the discovery of Japan, before the anouncement I was taken or not in Beijing, before following the traces of Murakami, before I find a thesis topic, before I get my visa, before I explore North Est China, before I can see her again... At last I'm waiting for something that's for sure... At last I found someone reliable... Someone who's not a butterfly playing lightly... Someone who knows the price of life.
The Korean wounds are almost healed up and I cleaned my mind and place as brand white new page to write a new chapter.

Welcome back in Paris my Fair Lady ! Hurry up to pack up your things !

I'm sorry I cannot stay longer in Chengdu, Jin Peng.. I really wanted to enjoy the Sichuan once more but I'm supposed to reach Haerbin in a short while. If I have time before my flight back, let's go for a hot pot with the staff of the loft !

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