... and as I sat in a second class coupe, staring at a mirror showing an empty luggage space over my head, it had not yet reached my mind how I rushed to meet my thousand-mile journey. But by the evening I was more than glad to see how lyrical reality can be. And so dream-like that I found it hard to be sure that this morning just passed by my window at 7AM without pinching myself. All too reassuring. All too promising. So amazingly good-fitting that it surprised me how long it took to take place.
Such a cliche to say how alive one feels when a day is not quite perfect but... just... feels so right. Feels like living it all over again, like watching a good movie with a good friend, eating good food.
The never-aging lady called music winked at me only for me to find out a moment later I was in love with her even before I ever knew how worldly love can be. How profane, so unlike the logic that moved four fingers over the six strings last nigt.
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