Friendship in a wild world and abroad is not something you acquire first. Because beyond the cultural barrier to overcome, it is difficult to identify, understand, trust and to give when no one knows anything about the person approached.
I met the toilet of the bank, and these are his shoes I noticed. Because she was wearing the same ballet that I bought in a vintage market in east London. And the coincidence was our first connection. Then there's his accent makes me laugh, his kindness and gestures of a cartoon character.
coffees, lunches and pots succeeded. Our hearts were quick to open and empty. Italian. But I could not find a personality more similar than mine.
A particular issue I scored. His parents have been married for 35 years. Like mine. And they have respectively the same ages as mine. Four children too. And the same cement that binds the one between my brothers, my sister and me.
I saw it in everything they say about me. A naive attitude. Exaggerated feelings and yet natural. Eyes that rave and marvel for a coffee, for a flower and snow. An immediate confidence to everyone. Too bad for treason. And above all, perfectionism often destructive.
She describes the relationship of his parents. Fidelity that goes without saying. An absolute fusion. Mutual support and without limit. Attention directed towards children. A continuous effort and two. Identity social relationship. And never ... never ... solo evenings.
However, life in London would otherwise. Because young couples seem very protective of their identities, their singles outings with friends Thursday night. Modern couples seem unable to make concessions and very distracted by what is happening around and the possibility of better elsewhere. And strength to seek something better, they find themselves alone and say they are happy, fulfilled, liberalized.
Our third glass of wine and lunch completed about eighteen hours, before we separate the subway station, and I walk towards my house. We exchanged our perception about life, love, couples, children leave me puzzled. Because I wonder if it's a blessing or a punishment than having to reach these ideals. Because life does not seem to be more evident. ©
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