They call me soldier...
Lost in the desert, i was trying to find a way out until i realized it's where i belong.
Monday, June 12
I opened the door...
Artiste extraordinaire : Esthero - "I drive Alone"
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... and dropped my bag on the floor.
First thing i did was taking a cell phone out.
I dialed 5 numbers. one by one.
And about 5 times, i smiled as i left the same message :
" We had some unfinished business, didn't we ? Well guess what... i'm back "
I kept on similing as i threw the phone somewhere over my shoulder, knowing i wouldn't have to use it again for a long time.
I took another cell phone out of the bag and like a kid turning his video game on for the first time after finding it under the christmas tree, i turned it on : My local cell phone. i was back for real.
20 minutes later, as i was coming out of the shower, i heard the familiar incoming-text-message beep coming from my cell :
" Welcome back soldier, be downstairs in 10 minutes "
8 minutes later, when i stepped out, the car was already parked in front of the house and the driver was standing by the door (they hadn't forgotten how much the small details count, i was impressed).
10 minutes later, i was there. The place i loved the most, a white tent set in the park, table for 6, fresh seafood. I smiled as i sat down with the people i had been separated from for the first time since birth, my bestfriends.
Three words were enough to put my brain on memory-shuffle mode :
"
how was it ?
"
Only one word made an appropriate answer :
"
chaos
"
Saying that life is a rollercoaster is an understatement, people...
When i left home in december, i unplugged all the electronic applicances, cleaned the floors, closed all the windows and doors, emptied the fridge. I just had the feeling this trip was gonna be more than a few days long.