Sometimes I'd like to catch the moment when things change. The moment when something really important turns into something quite insignificant, the moment when you laugh at the impossible lies you hear instead of getting angry. The moment when you turn a dream into reality, all alone, the moment when you scatter your secrets in front him (and not just your secrets - also your scarf, your pullover and your stockings) and nothing hurts, even though he doesn't value that moment as much as he should. To catch the moment when solid knowledge takes the place of uncertainty, the moment when the scale turns to the other side, the ever-changing becomes stationary, the moment when pieces of the mosaic become one clear picture.
I'd like to catch the moments that are uncatchable.
Changes always come with the wind and they always leave a trace behind them when the storm moves away.
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