We were at the restaurant in London on sunday night with Bruno and MarieStardust yes we missed the Eurostar. Don’t mention it please and started to talk about sex. Well actually, they asked me to add my contribution to the week-end conversations, at last :)
Anyway : I started to tell them about the stories we invented together, F and I, while in bed… And suddenly, against all expectations, tears came to my eyes… I really didn’t expect them, it was a surprise…
I decided to let come what had to come, and cried my eyes out, for a few minutes, into the restaurant toilets…. Then everything was OK back, except for my red eyes.
It felt like a little bubble of sadness I didn’t know about had suddenly burst… Well, I’m happy it showed itself out. Maybe it hadn’t before because I had never told anyone about this ?



