The first one was with a girl with whom I share a name, a profession/passion and the mutual feeling between us, as she put it, „sometimes I wonder if I/you exist or it’s just a projection of my mind“. There’s this cute story from the start of our friendship when we’re walking in a theatre basement to work and out of nowhere we start singing the same Wickeda song and everybody is staring at us. Moments after she says she likes to take photos but hasn’t done it in a while. And she shows me a gallery on her laptop and I start laughing and reach out for my phone (it’s an old phone, before smartphones) and show her my chosen gallery of 5 photos where front and center is one of hers. That’s when I knew. The next years we both will blossom, that’s the word, we will be daring at showing our true selves to the world.
The second one was Viktor, whose playlist on Youtube I check regularly, because I miss him deeply and that’s the only way I’ve found to still feel connected to him in a way. That’s where I found this.
//this post is in English, because it was a draft for something else.
I simply love everything this guy does. He is interacting with my soul in a way just a few (if any) have ever managed to do. It’s something so rare these days, in this life, at least for me. And I appreciate it, the existence of him and his music and me standing here breathing, aching, being.