2 days before I hit the tarmac in Izmir. 26 degrees and sunny (with some rain, but who cares at this point?). I’m hopelessly behind here with a number of things, so it will be somewhat of a race – but OK we will get there. Tomorrow I have a photoshoot with Giusy for her upcoming book (so excited – and with a terrific team).
On a different note, I will give you a little piece of real life…
It goes something like this… I had visited my coach…who was probably more of a therapist than anything on this given day. Unlike most visits, it wasn’t an uplifting one, and I came out looking drab and dreary. As I’d been in a hurry and got dropped off by a cab, I had forgotten my coat and the chill was getting noticeable. I put on my sunglasses to hide any smeared make-up and dark circles under my eyes and headed for the main road where I was to be picked up. The cab was late, or perhaps I was just early and I was punching in the digits a number of time, like a girl calling for rescue service. I paced up and down, keeping myself warm as best as I could, when an IM came in on facebook.
“Waiting for a ride with your shoes off?” M inquired.
It’s like one of those moments, when you sort of loose balance (which was the reason I had taken off my shoes in the first place, despite the cold). I hadn’t seen M for some 15 years. We kept in contact, but despite living in the same city a meeting didn’t seem to be on the cards.
I looked around, it was very surreal. Like someone watching you without you sharing the same benefit.
“Yes, Where are you?” I replied. He must have just driven by spotting me.
It was getting truly surreal, like being in a film (if I’m honest probably best described as pseudo-erotic….)
I turned around, and yep there was M. I ended up catching a ride via the local Volvo dealer (not so erotic ;), but hey what don’t you do for meeting lost friends? Especially when they are of the M kind…
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