I’m sitting at my desk after walking through the streets we wandered less than 24 hours ago. There couldn’t be more of a difference. The calm, polished and abandoned alleys from yesterday are now frantic rivers of black umbrellas and raincoats, with the sound of heels echoing against the stone facades. I swam in the midst of this river feeling acutely aware of your absence. You’ve brought so much joy and warmth to my life, thank you for making this bleak Monday morning shimmer with the memory of your eyes.
