Kiara’s Reviews > Madonna in a Fur Coat > Status Update

As different as you are, you're still a man... and all the men that I have ever known have ended up leaving in sorrow or anger once they realize I don't love them, and can never love them... But why, when they say goodbye, do they assume I am the one to blame?
Because I never gave them what I promised I never would, or because they convinced themselves it would be otherwise?

Because I do have the courage. I want to make paintings that express how I see people, and sometimes I may even be successful. But that, too, is meaningless…

This was how life should be lived: attuned to nature, its every flutter and sway, while time moves inexorably forward. Rejoicing in every moment, finding a lifetime in each and every one, in the knowledge that these moments were revealing themselves to me as to no other. Never forgetting that there existed another with whom I could share all my thoughts. I just had to wait...

I saw then that over the past fortnight, my life had begun to take on meaning. I saw, too, what it would mean to lose it. A shaft of light had passed over me, illuminating my empty life with possibilities I dared not question. But now, just as mysteriously, it had vanished. Only now did I understand what this meant.

In the end, this was just another city. The streets were a bit wider, and much cleaner, and the inhabitants were blonder. However, there was nothing here to sweep me off my feet. Knowing so little about the Europe of my imagination, I had no way to measure it against the city in which I now lived... I had yet to learn that nothing in this world can ever match the marvels that we conjure up in our own minds.