It was an ordinary day with a lot of work to do and I was able to finish my 11/11 themed watercolor painting (inspired from the movie I Origins).
It was already 12th when I woke up at 2am and I send him a message just to check how is he. He was on a party for the opening of a club in the night of 11/11. He was drunk of course, but in this state he is always honest. After months of arguing and not very good communication between us, he was finaly able again to tell me that he loves me in a way he can't explain.
The last months I almost lost any hope. I felt disconnected. Two weeks ago I was in a horrible depression because of things happening in my life. Both of us are fighting with storms in our personal lifes. And this 11/11 just opened a small gate to touch each other again in a positive way.
"You know, in Indian mythology the white peacock symbolizes souls being dispersed throughout the world."
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