Things of Life

40s By now I should know everything about love. Pretty much. I think I do, although I reserve a small area to be surprised still... By now I am aware of the channels, different from person to person, through which love springs forth or/and comes in. You don't love anybody until you decide to do so. 30s Things are becoming more clear now. 20s When you actually want to answer the question "what is love...?" And things are rather chaotic... Adolescent.  You need about 2 or 3 things to like at a person in order to fall in love. Besides these, it's a matter of projections-- you attribute the things you want or dream about to that person. He/she may have them or not. The question remains: whom do you love? That person, or an image wrapped in your own dreams and desires...? Child.  You jubilate around a person that you feel attracted to, and think it must be love.You heard about love, you are not sure how to define it, but somehow you feel that it's something big and ge...

     The baby was sleeping on his shoulder as if the little creature was part of it. Somehow, I first had the impression the man was wearing a fur because the baby curled on a half of his chest with the head close to his neck, and it felt soft and natural. I know... a fur is not exactly the most proper, nor beautiful comparison with a baby, but-- like most times-- I got into a state of mixed feelings upon entering a shop with vintage items, and also I may have had a recollection of those cats...      Those cats made of natural fur and meant to decorate a sofa, a coffee table, or a mantel... I mean... who would want a cat-like figurine that looks like a real one, and realizes it's not a live animal only when  getting closer and attempting to pet it, just to discover then it's hard and hallow...? The whole thing feels  creepy--I would jump back like burned... But the old ladies, the owners of a vintage shop that happened I had stepped in a while ago...