It was the last time that we were driving together to the beach. She had to catch a flight abroad on the next day, to pursue a course in photography. It meant separation. The path felt different. I felt trapped in my own life.
Today is different, as I find my way to a yacht party to celebrate my success. I am a renowned author now, and have plenty of admirers. Yet, my heart missed a beat when I saw this picture posted by her on Instagram.
sharp angles of roads
blurred by play of sun and shade
perceptions matter
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