Sombrero, tacos, mariachi &jalapinos..

I'm at 'Once in a lifetime' airport, just in time for boarding to the Craziness flight, with Adventures airline. They gave me 'no regrets' row and a 'window happiness' seat..
Destination : Introspection enlightenment.
Glad I had the guts..
South America.. here I come!!!

Ps: My legs are shaking.. but my heart's at peace..

Hedonism..

astazi am lasat suav sa paleasca tumultul insipid al cotidianului.. si mi-am dezmierdat simturile cu micile placeri ale vietii..

Am mancat croissant cu unt, cald si fara regrete; am rasfoit pagini intregi ale unui browser care ascundea picturi la fel de dragi la prima ca si la o suta vedere; mi-am desfatat urechile cu acorduri de pian precipitate, si am iubit neintrerupt si vanitoasa din pachetul meu drag de nicotina, fiecare sir lunguiet de fum ce se prelingea absent prin dreptul monitorului meu..

Nu am banuit nici macar o milisecunda cum ca as fi atat de ferventa intre ale artei..
Astazi, ascultandu-l pe Tiersen, dupa o seara care m-a mai pus inca o data pe ganduri, am realizat ca intamplator : compozitorul meu preferat are acelasi nume cu cel al regizorului meu de suflet.. unul e Tiersen, celalalt Samuel.. amandoi Yann, si ambii efervescent de frantuzi..

Si ca prin minune, superficialitatea mea, este astazi undeva tainuita, out of my reach.. si nu ma impiedica sa-mi planuiesc cuminte, docila si visatoare calatoria mea catre Londra, la vernisajul lui Jack Vettriano, sau cea in Franta, Suedia sau Cehia, in turneul Dust Land.. dragei mele noi pasiuni pentru clape; sau expeditia intr-un tren citindu-l cu drag pe Tolstoi pana in Moscova,iar poi sa privesc pierduta ore in sir cupola unei catedrale,ca dupa sa ajung din intamplare la moramantul lui Vladimir Vîsoţki, si sa rememorez tot ce scria Marina Vlady despre patimile sale;.. ori lung dezirata si indelung planuita expeditie in toata America de Sud, doar cu un suflet deschis si un rucsac prafuit si vechi in spate..


Miracles come in moments. Be ready, and willing   ..they say

Good morning there my love..

..the most passional and addicting weakness, standing at the frontier of my most unreachable reveries..

..I really did miss u, dear airport!

Conversation with Eros...

I was laid on the bed, looking at the celling.. empty minded with a 3 am saxophone song lingering close to my ears.. When all of a sudden:

Knock knock!!!!

-Who's there? .I ask
- It's Love, open up !!
-Ummm.. sorry but I didn't really expect you to come this late, I tried to reach you few times.. but you were kinda unavailable..
-The time wasn't right.. it told me.  But now it's about time you meet me..


I looked through the door's viewfinder, realizing that I don't even really recognize it from the good old times..
Then I just sat there for a minute, leaned upon the other side of the door, taking a deep breath.. and then coldly said:

- So what do you want from me?
- Just to get under your skin, cover you up in my smell, kiss your lips, wrap my arms around you and hug you in the cold lonely nights.. just make you mine... and give you a reason to smile in the morning! Now just open the fucking door !!!!
- I would, but damn it.. I can't unlock the door, forgot the shitty code..
  So I guess I'm just locked up in here!!
-Ok missy, I'll give you a hand. I might just sneak in your bed one night and take you by surprise..


Then I went to bed, feverishly hugged my warm fuzzy pillow ..and promised : - I won't fall into you...


Sun's up!
I was rolling over naked in those white sheets, trying to reach his chest. I opened up my eyes and saw that intriguing frowned look with those small green eyes.. that said : -Morning kid!   Kissed him and told him I had a nightmare..
He looked at me with that sly smile and said : -Don't you worry, I'm right here !!!
Then I knew...


Fuck it!! The bitch caught me...



I fell asleep again and then woke up sweaty and confused.  My bed was empty. 'Thank God it was just a dream..' I said to myself.
But then I slowly got off the bed, one bear foot at a time on the cold floor..heading towards to window. After wiping the steam off of it, I could see an airplane line, way up in the sky..
And realized..

..nightmares are just a way of facing your fears..