Ten years

[saschia]

It is now ten years

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[natasnape]

Do you remember how we promised that we will return in ten years time and discuss adult topics with the boy? We are losers that do not keep their promises... He is seventeen now. And who knows where he might be.

well, that's what is bothering me too

[saschia]

That I remember so many people and don't know how they are...
That I never wrote down the recipe for Ucha...
That I haven't taken a picture of waves during a thunder-storm...

And sometimes I would like to just live...

Re: well, that's what is bothering me too

[natasnape]

That was the greatest part of it all, wasn't it? We did not need to ponder the meaning of life and such drivel, we lived it.

Aka, ucha... Remembered it. Tried it. Does not work without omuls.

I have just read Silk by Alessandro Baricco (Slovart). It takes place between France and Japan, but each journey passes Lake Baikal. And each time the journey is described, Baikal gets a different adjective. Baricco repeatedly says something in lines "after forty days of travelling he reached the Lake Baikal, which its inhabitants call the sea/the saint/etc." One word, and so expressive. Laden with meaning. At least for me.

Re: well, that's what is bothering me too

[saschia]

Ha, even the potatoes don't taste and smell the same...