New Moon

For the first time in moons I got to travel, something I really love. But this time, it wasn't that good, I missed you. And this book became my best decoy. Each word slowly driven to my mind while the wet days lasted. They seemed to have much more than twenty four hours, the same number of chapters, and I needed to keep reading for almost a week.

I discovered how to distract me when I couldn't talk to you or was sparing the book. The history helped me with the ideas, the unstopable rain, the frozen pool in front of my bedroom and the ocean a block from me. All strangely set. I must almost got pneumonia for not making any effort to keep me dry. I made good use of all this, mostly the sea I should say.

I was hearing your voice, talking to you - on the phone, not in my mind - and I said "I'll jump in the water", not exactly like the book - unfortunatelly - But still, I started to run, like my feet would untouch the sand while the rain drops tried to hit me, dropped what I carried, took of my scarf, my pants and my shirt off and felt the waves crashing above me while I was swallowed by the water, making my body shivered, dormant. I finished the book coming back home, couldn't barely wait to chat about it with you.

Turned out, you were there, right beside me, weren't you?

Love, A.