Girasol
I am in Spain now, just arrived. But before I go to sleep, I wanted to share: I had a few hours between train rides in Paris. In that time, I got to do something I had not before… take a look at your and Theo’s apartment.
The building, on a curved street. You remember…
They have a sign there now. People like to know about you…
Your door, at 54 Rue Lepic. And what’s that, on the left?
Someone left you a sunflower. You are so loved, Vincent. So very loved… It makes me breathe so deeply when I see things like this. All you gave comes back to you, and I know you feel it.
Inspired, and wanting to keep up a good idea…
I got you a new one. Hopefully the next person who walks by will want to be part of the cycle.
I know you are watching, it was a beautiful last day in Paris. Thank you for the sky. I know you looked at it often…
I often think about this post for no particular reason.
Emocionante…
Frederick: I often think of how you often think of this for no particular reason. :)
Amaia: Si, era y todavia es emocionante para mi…