Are you this man - unknown, uninvited, unexpected? Were you the perfect stranger in the suit, standing there, in the gallery - maybe smiling?

What could your eyes see? What was in your mind? Were you enjoying the view? What were you thinking about? Were you recalling something? Were you waiting for somebody?

I met a perfect stranger for the first time on Monday, January 16th, 2012, about midnight. They say sometimes, you're not aware of what you're needing until somebody else shows it to you; sometimes, you don't know you were missing something, until you happen to find it in a perfect stranger.

I dedicate this blog to my perfect stranger. Diego, Max, Jurgen - whatever your name is and whoever you might be, all I can say to you now is: «Enchantée. Thank you for meeting me, too. My pleasure.»

jeudi, janvier 19, 2012

A WICKED GAME & AN AHA MOMENT

Just for the record: I had this 'Aha!' effect (or 'Eureka' moment, epiphany, insight) between 4 and 5 am on Thursday, January 19th, 2012. I just want to write it down here so as to be able to recall, in the future, the exact minute it happened.

... I asked you to guess what happened. You kind of... excused yourself for not being willing to risk saying the wrong thing, and didn't dare to say anything openly about it. Sorry to speak like this but - I think you freaked out. The moment passed, I managed to deflect (yes, I'm so smart!) and my secret is safe, as my lips are sealed and I won't give myself away.

PERIOD.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I'd never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
I'd never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't want to fall in love
No, I don't want to fall in love
With you, with you

What a wicked game you played to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you

And I don't want to fall in love
No, I don't want to fall in love
With you, with you...


Nobody loves no one...


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