Two weeks left before I leave for a journey of my life... A bit more and I will step out to the path my heart has long paved. How do I feel? I don't know... I try not to think about it at all because I become restless and impatient.
My ticket is booked for 31.10. the exact same date he left Serbia two years ago. Coincidence? I don't believe in coincidences.
It is magical, every moment of every day since we agreed on my visit. It feels like I'm touching a big soft transparent bubble that is wrapped around my dream. It's like standing outside and watching a whole new world being created inside. My imagination has spread its wings like never before.
I dream about that first gaze into his warm eyes, about reaching out my hands and feeling the touch of his fingertips on mine... I dream about wrapping my arms around him and plunging my face into his neck... Then take a deep breath and inhale the freshness of new moments never to exhale it again.