01 mar 2019, Algerian Coffee Stores

Double Espresso.

(I cheated a bit, since here you can only get to-go coffee, but it's one of the best coffees I've had in London, and a really inspiring place). People come and go, and yet

when a door closes

you're surprised.

As if you forget such things exist:

goodbyes, heartbreak, longing,

desperation

and need.

We have short feelings span.

We forget

and put things in drawers,

we Marie Kondo-ed our hearts

and based everything on joy -

the most fleeting illusion there ever was.

Joy comes and goes

in waves.

We should stop being afraid of complexity

and most of all,

ambiguity.


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