• Eu zîc

    Run, baby, run!

    There is a place. A place where thinking and feeling do not exist. A place where I want to find peace, but all I get are memories. A place where life says `hi` and passes by you. A place where you take a break from reality. A place where there is no `to be`. In this place, time commands you to look back. And you do. And I do. And all I can see is a little boy who smiles. Why? Because he just met the most interesting person in his life, in his whole world: the postman! Yeah, he was the one always walking with that leather bag, giving…