Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 18

           Inthatmomentmybraindidanoddthing-itfiredoffthissplit-secondmessage:"Hey!Youknowher!That’safriendofyours!"AndIactuallyranforwardtowardmyownreflectionwithasmile,readytowelcomethatgirlwhosenameIhadlostbutwhosefacewassofamiliar.Inaflashinstant,ofcourse,Irealizedmymistakeandlaughedinembarrassmentatmyalmostdoglikeconfusionoverhowamirrorworks.ButforsomereasonthatincidentcomestomindagaintonightduringmysadnessinRome,andIfindmyselfwritingthiscomfortingreminderatthebottomofthepage:

           Neverforgetthatonceuponatime,inanunguardedmoment,yourecognizedyourselfasafriend.

           Ifallasleepholdingmynotebookpressedagainstmychest,opentothismostrecentassurance.InthemorningwhenIwakeup,IcanstillsmellafainttraceofDepression’slingeringsmoke,buthehimselfisnowheretobeseen.Somewhereduringthenight,hegotupandleft.AndhisbuddyLonelinessbeatit,too.

           

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