Then our eyes met and you gave me your infectious warm smile and I sent you my mammoo kiss and you gave me this big warm smile that you would and turned your head inwards and then you were gone.
But you were there.
As I write this, I'm on the plane. I'm flying back to SFO and it is feb 25. It's 5months today and once again I will get to the airport but you will not be accompanying us. You are off on your journey. I guess life is a journey and I'm reading a book called Aleph where Paulo Coelho says that we are all one soul and we all meet from time to time. I wish to have many more journeys and I hope to keep meeting you!