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.»

samedi, janvier 12, 2013

Coincidencias no

De las historias de los tiempos en que uno de mis bisabuelos cazaba juden en Alemania para las SS me llega la siguiente lección: "Nunca creas en las coincidencias cuando estás en una cacería. Siempre debes confiar en tu instinto."

En la lista de corredores de Lanpass 10K, hay varios Diegos que llegaron a la final en alrededor de 1:06-1:07. Es más, uno de ellos se llama "Diego Maximiliano".

Jamás creas en las coincidencias... Buena suerte en la pesquisa, Nadine. Pasame los resultados cuando los tengas. Yo me voy a encargar del jude. Mach dir keine Sorgen (Don't worry).

Danke schön.
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