T-44, Sunday — We move lightly

Today as I launched youtube, I saw that David O’Halloran clip I once sent you. It transported me back to those early days, early hours when things were hazy, uncertain, but interesting and full of possibilities. I remember us going to the concert, being there, with you next to me, listening to that mesmerizing music. You were beautiful that night. And I remember, you had to leave as you were preparing the work for the job you got in the end. You didn’t tell it to me then and I was a bit worried why you don’t want to meet me that weekend. I remember biking home, in the rain, being a bit dazzled and quite sad.

Today as I was doing some work, I was thinking aloud to myself and caught myself saying “yeeeees” with that tone you often used for saying this word. It stopped me for a moment and I could hardly concentrate on anything for the next couple of minutes. As when lightning structs nature, everything stops to a standstill for a moment. I was there, in that moment of standstill, amazed and terrified, for a long-long time.