Thousands of unwritten stories

Every day they happen to me, to you, to whoever who lives a life. Unwritten stories and experiences that will never happen. They are hidden in unchosen ways to get somewhere in the city or in unchosen faces to pay attention to.

I've got quite a bunch of such stories this year... And some of them left me with "what if" feeling. I am sure, you've lived the same, wherever you hanged out in 2011.

I still remember that deep killing look in starbucks in Las Heras one Sunday afternoon. That look followed me every where and in every way. After a while i could not handle it anymore and instead of talking or at least smiling i ran away from starbucks. I looked back from outside and those eyes were still observing and scaring me. And i've never seen them again.

I remember that long conversation with an Uruguayan guy in the balcony of a friend at a windy April night. He told me - i know i met you for a reason and you are so different from any other person in this city. I want you to be my mentor.. (honestly, that night i thought it was one more chamulla - a latinamerican art of pick up - case). So i left and didn't even tell him my name.

I frequently meet a tall neighbour from 19th floor and hear his similar morning questions in the elevator to catch my attention. Unfortunately, i am not sociable and functional in the mornings... And it's so hard to look up when you are sleepy :P

My palms still feel the warmth of a half-Argentine, half-foreigner, whose communications style with me meant holding hands. He always asked me where he would see me next time and i always smiled timidly and answered - life will bring us to the same place. For last months it doesn't.

Last night i was running through Av. Santa Fe and trying to find that amazing expat from Berlin, who made me laugh, talk his language and be acknowledged for what i did well. But i was such a busy chicken, that got stuck in my to-do-immediately list and calls, when i noticed he left already as it would have been ridiculous for him to stay and wait.
M, if you by any miracle read this blog, i want to wish you Frohe Weihnachten!~ And maybe one day we'll drink our daiquiri on the Caribbean beach.

And to all people who crossed my life too fast or almost untouched, i want to wish you Merry Christmas or whatever you celebrate. i am sure, you've lived amazing stories in 2011 and who knows maybe 2012 we will write some stories together :)