...but my mind was in another place that day.
- Where was it?
- In a lot of places.
- Like what?
- I don't know if it'd make sense.
I wondered what's the soul made of? What kind of atoms? What kind of molecules.
I remembered thinking someone's french fries because I met her on an empty stomach.
I thought of how in summer we're cruel to our bodies but way more gentle to souls.
I remember thinking that regardless how far and how long I'm gone, like the waves, I keep coming back to this city, to my nothing.
I thought of how me and my best friend hate each other. And this creative hatred we have is more beautiful than any other friendship.
I rembembered the day I discovered Damian Marley's road to zion and thought I wouldn't need anything else...
- There's a lot of things you've got on your mind sweetie.
- Unii ar spune ca e mai bine decat nimic. Eu...nu stiu ce sa zic.
- Probabil ai dreptate.
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