An attempt to make sense of things in a random universe, one Friday at a time.

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Leaving my footsteps for you to find and follow, my love.

11 April 2014

For now

You have already left the country, to take your chances in the desert in an entirely different continent. While that sounds like a romantic adventure, you made me understand that it isn’t. Life has not been kind to you, and you have not been kind to yourself. Thus, in the spaces between then and now, you have managed to weave a long, narrow, and very thorny path towards your own redemption.

The night before you left, we went to the store to test and pick up your brother's electric guitar. We didn't think of taking any photos, busy as we were making our last hours together count, so my last photo of you is only this, you standing on the curb, carrying that same electric guitar, taken while I was speeding away in a taxi to go where I needed to be.

Go, too, where you need to be, my love. I’ll see you on Skype everyday for the next two years or so. May all your dreams come true.


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