Vortices of Extelligence

Images out of a rainy night

There is something special, something warm in sitting in your car in front of your house with your eyes closed, listening to the rain tapping on the car's roof and windows, and thinking of one single person — and then picking up the phone and sharing the feeling…

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Two minutes later I went up to my room and right there, on the desk, there were a dozen or so pictures that apparently my parents had dug up and left for me; pictures of an airport, a sending-off, a trip away from home — ten years ago… and the warmth kept flowing somewhere deep inside my soul.