Once upon a time I met a girl I somehow felt I had something in common with. It is hard to explain but it had something with a shared past. It was not about love or sex but about the way we both looked at live itself.
Though completelly different lived, I always felt there was a link and its name was 'ghost'. I somehow felt that we faced the same ghosts, the same fears, the same vital crisis.
We shared precious moments and I learnt so much...
But all things come to an end and ours was bitter...
But I remember and I am still grateful. This was my present to her: the ghosts and the hunt.
I made it on 23 of march 2010. My intention was to send it to her, but I never got her address and therefore it is still in my room, waiting for its rightful owner
Danke.
