Bicycles

I've been to Amsterdam the time of a weekend recently. I haven't been there for five years, but still love the city and it's atmosphere. To me, it seems a young city, young in the sense of populated by mainly young people. This may be wrong, i've only been in the town center, but there, you see mainly young people up to their forties.

I love this kind of weekend trips, they are escapes from daily routine, they make a weekend seem longer than it is, mini-holidays.

Weekend trips make you forget some of your preoccupations, problems, though they do not solve them, of course.

This trip made me forget some preoccupations, others not. It was the beginning of my "letting go" process. The beginning of the nearby, definite end of a period of my life. Though, it was a nice weekend, which i enjoyed. I enjoyed his company.

A weekend of transition. Transition from relationship to friendship. I hope our friendship will continue, i hope we'll stop to hurt eachother. Even though, many issues of 'the end' and it's reasons still hurt me inside. A lot.

So here i am, in front of nothing, no visions, no more illusions, still in pain because of the loss of something that was very valuable to me. Recovering and trying to rethink and rebuilt my vision of live and love and relationship. Just trying to go on, alone, as so often.

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