We were enjoying some coffee with my friend Tony F. It has been some time that we could not arrange to see each other and we were happy with that coffee. At some moment Tony leaves his cup on the table and very seriously says:
“Well this month rushed in and then rushed out – I have no idea where it went or why it went so fast”.
At first I smiled because I found it cute. But then I froze – and I left too my cup on the table.
Somehow, without knowing how or why, the word “month” was substituted by the word “my life…”
Happy and unhappy memories of moments, dreams, hopes and wishes, expectations, pains and agonies, past or expected joys and intense pleasures of both my flesh and mind, everything in the core of my being swirled like the white mist of a blizzard.
And me, stunned and wondering, I was seeing the vivid mist moving and slowly disappearing with the mortal glory of a hurricane.
I turned pale. The next sip of my coffee was the warm breath of the whole world reaching deeply my insides.
Note: This text is as also part of: [Moments-11]
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