Sunday, October 28, 2007

THE MOVERS

One morning there was a loud honk at my door. I had been warned several days before and I had made preparations in advance, The only thing was I never thought the day would ever come. Maybe it was only my wish, my dream or part of my prayer but still.

As soon as I opened the door they just walked in and I just let them without any hesitation. Took all the things that were supposed to be taken. Most of them had been precious and beautiful. Some were unexpected memoirs that I never thought would meant so much. Drawings and sketches that were supposed to be completed at an appropriate moment. Planned books that were supposed to be written at the end of some relationships,friendships or scandalous affair of unforeseen circumstances. Everything that were supposed to be taken and I let them without a single doubt. No questions asked for I knew they had one common factor.

One fullstop.

"Thank you. Let`s move on!"

Fully spirited as they left me empty. Damned movers! They never fail or miss at any given equations and leave with no options. Always.

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