02/21/2021 06:00pm

Shortly before leaving for Naxos, I met someone at a party.

Yet, as I told, I was not at my best at this period.

The theory of the "right moment" seems to be a questionable concept.

Life has always shown more imagination than me.

He is calling me. He's on the next island, about to join me.

What creates curiosity and desire between two people?

Their history, their hormones, their neuroses, their characters, their look, their projects or their values?

Is life easier when you're alone or when you are two ?

Which is the best recipe: flambé or simmer? Do we really have a choice? Can we dose the ingredients?

If I run away, will he follow ? If I follow him, will he run away ?

Am I projecting a non-existent person onto a stranger? Can he see me as I am ?

Do the feeling of love and the fear of suffering work like two communicating vessels?