Thursday, August 28, 2008

What a difference an hour made, sixty little minutes...

Big thing happened when my husband away for one-hour.

He wasn't waving goodbye to his bike, when he off from home about 40minutes ago. His bike was sold, for quite appropriate price -as we wished- for a very nice customer -as we wished,too-

I am the one who waved his bike goodbye, holding-back my tears.

On that moment, I did feel my 5meters-thick wall that I built surrounded me; shattered into pieces. Comes the moment to embrace all reality that we will leaving anytime soon, and separation from this bike is only small milestone marking my way closer to 10th of September.

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