I get along better with the shadows of the night
they slip without making noise
without a crash in their bed
than with neighbors opening their doors noisily
and talk on their phone in a loud voice
that resonates even in my kitchen
their words coming out of their mouth like boards from a factory
they mean nothing and ruin me
And I would get along with that little tide stream in the photo, rolling home.
And what about it on a sunny day? I can go any time to the cafe « sometimes open », how cool is that?