The night path
We’ll talk tomorrow. I am holding you with Infinite Love.
The night before her birthday, I had a dream. I was in my room in Cluj, in a celebration of some kind. The room was divided, with one half enveloped in darkness and the other half illuminated by candles on my desk. Visitors entered, each bringing perfumes that they placed alongside the candles. Confused, I
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I would like to ‘tell’ you. “Nuances” and bits of my life, insignificant details, or important things that are hard/ painful to write down. Sometimes I can ‘talk’ to you nonstop, while other times, the words are reluctant to surface. This is because at times I sense like I am gazing into your eyes and
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If you could ask me, what would you like to know? Infinite Love.
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I’ve “inherited” my mother’s passion for perfumes, although at times I am more captivated by the bottles than their fragrances. Before retiring, she worked as an accountant at the pharmacy of the military hospital. I visited her frequently at work, and spent hours in the pharmacy which felt like a treasure trove of bottles and
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To replenish your energies, since you haven’t slept much, as I can see, as usual. Infinite Love.
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