defining moments
j'ai appris que l'amitié n'est que des rires, des plaisanteries et zara...-nt
i looked out the window at the snow-capped pyrénées, and i thought to myself that this would probably be one of those many random moments in my life which i would forever not forget. crossing from unintelligible territory to nostalgic soil, just as the letter r tumbled from one's lips to the back of the throat; comfortable beliefs being yelled and screamed into contorted deception; swapping hibernian sunshine and frozen air droplets for historical iberian chills and low-lying clouds; i got a bit dizzy twirling in the gravitational warfare of life's many binary oppositions.
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i have learnt that defining moments are not meant to be recreated, nor could it be done so. i had a framed memory of sitting on those huge steps, tibidabo lighted in golden orange on the northern boundary of the city, and i pointed at the neon-lit sony sign, exclaiming that there was where we got off the bus. i did it again last night, pointed at that far-away sony sign again. but the magical aura of that first time wasn't there. even mars' peeking from the distant waist of orion didn't help.