The sunsets come earlier this time of the year. No more sunset apertifs. Just sunset walks. We walk past Pandrossos and sit on the wall. And stay even after the sun goes down. There’s the sky that glows and the water that shimmers and shimmies.
No two sunsets are ever the same. Like people…nuances make us all unique.
I love to watch the ferries come in with all the lights on. The contrast of light and dark makes me shiver inside. Don’t ask me why. I don’t know. All I know is that they make me “feel therefore I am”.
The two of us sit together just looking at the sea and the sunset painted sky. Although wordless, just being there together is a dialogue. All I want is that “Be here now” will last forever.
Was it Nikos Kazantzakis who, in Zorba the Greek, wrote about living the moment? How, for example, when drinking a cup of coffee, you must simply drink the coffee and basta? No wandering thoughts, no selfies, no divorcing yourself from the moment you are experiencing. Just “Be here now”. “Ouch” I say to myself. How much of my life have I wasted trying to be there when being here was the place to be? How much of my life have I wasted trying to look out of someone else’s window instead of my own?
Tonight I have no answers, just questions.
Kalinikta.
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