For S.B.
Hope it wasn’t only my thoughts that saw you smiling in the dark.
Crazy how simply to be able to thank can become a dream over the years. And why, it’s so hard to grasp and explain, so easy at the same time. If it weren’t for something on a level I can’t understand but that certainly comes from your stream, I wouldn’t have gathered the courage to start this blog nor to put effort in trying to express words more clearly. Maybe because I felt you were listening sincerely and nothing like a coward. Something that struck me as being an example.
Hope this finds your stream again one day and that you’re healthy and happy, wherever you are.
P.S.: I’ve still got your painting.
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