The first long walk to the sea. Ben careful that Kind of Blue does not cover the lapping of the waves. Water lively, yet incredibly transparent. The sun in every grain of sand, arms, no makeup on her face, the neck. Way to think and instead I do not think of anything, I enjoy the intensity of heat that is growing, sometimes with his eyes closed. So go ahead on its own feet. I do not even watch. A few days ago, on the train, a lady asked me, "but we are on time?" and I said, "we are even 10 minutes ahead !"... Here, the battery has slowed my travel and then stopped inexorably. And I, who am not ever able to feel the pulse of the hands free from ticking, are three days that I live (almost) timeless. Timeless him. And perhaps a bit 'I also like.
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