May 13, 2005
Nothing is more pleasant than having dinner with your best friend at Friday evening after an exhausting week.
While I was waiting for Vivian, I spent some good dollars at the store nearby then I had to accuse her for having me waiting. We sat in a Chinese restaurant and started "bitching" about our life. Then the door opened, a guy came in. We just could not believe it, that was a common friend of ours who lived in Shanghai, China most of the time. " What are you doing here, man?" He joined us.
"How is life?" I asked. " Life is a bitch." " But you married one." I joked as usual. " I actually got divorced." Looking at his serious face, we knew it was not a joke any more. And we also knew what the best thing he needed at this moment: beers. It was not easy for a man of 40 with 2 kids to face such a dramatic change in life. I understood. "If it hurts, let it hurt. You have to go through this anyways. The only way you can get over it is to wait, wait until your wounds heal, until you have neither love nor hatred." I believed that he could understand it.
What else can we do then? We all need to fall then learn how to walk properly; we all need to be hurt then learn how to grow out of pain.
Leaving the restaurant, Vivian and I went to my parking. I found another surprise on my windshield: a note from my old janitor saying that he had something to give me and he would come to look for me at 10pm. He came with a bag in his hand. Then like a magician, he took out a film camera. He said" I know you are taking pictures and this one has been in my basement for a long time. It is an old camera but it still works well. You may need to go to a camera store to get it cleaned though."
He had no clue that I just lost my camera at all. Now Kostas, I believed what you said.
Posted by pengbo at May 13, 2005 11:28 PM