I wrote a letter to someone yesterday, the kind you don't intend to send. Afterwards I went to Lisinski to see The Metropolitan Opera's broadcast of Carmen and during the fortune-telling scene in Act 3 I realized keeping said letter would only mean prolonging my misery. So when I returned to my hotel room later that night, I tore it to pieces and threw them away. The words describing events that once changed the course of the universe now inhabit an unknown location in Zagreb and I finally have my sense of closure.
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cute picture
Sometimes writing it down helps. I'm glad you were able to get some closure.
That was a great symbolic act. Was that picture taken afterwards? Cause it is so cute and cheerful.
There is something so freeing about writing a letter and then destroying it. I should do it more.
Hi Eva on a grey and cold monday here.
Your post was simply so wonderful to read!!!
As it was already said... " great symbolic act".
Have a lovely day and week ahead!
Vau, Hotel Esplanade? Veri šik. :)
wow. that's the upside of writing letters as opposed to emails; you can set it aside and let it marinate a bit. there have been more than enough emails that i've fired off and regretted only moments later.
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