paris - film diaries

“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.”
The Little Prince

one day there comes a moment when you've had enough - enough of the relationship you don't deserve, enough of someone who doesn't deserve you, enough of suffering and misery & you just want to let go... or at least, you just have to go. 

i don't think this post will make much sense, but then again what does in this world? i am not going to get all philosophical here - it's 1 am in Moscow, my eyes are pretty heavy, and all i can think of are those new roads calling me, new places I can't even imagine the smell and noise of... but i can almost feel the drops of Balian rains & the wind on my face. 

and silly enough, sometimes all you need to feel better, is a small gesture, like 2 sudden rolls of film given to you by a dear friend for a trip to Paris; and then just kilometres of walking around the familiar city by yourself and with one of the most beautiful girls I know, in that city, which suits her just fine.