I miss purity… purity of thoughts, of feelings, of things… does it exist or is it entirely movies’ prerogative?
The shallowness of first meetings, quickness of first kisses, blankness of first intimacies – it thrives. We became so lazy and eager that we’ve stopped enjoying long walks, pseudo-coincidental encounters, innocent touches, talking. We've stopped crystallizing our senses.
Somehow love came to be the satisfaction of our physical and self-interested needs. We love many and we love often.
I wanna quit. Not the life, the living. I wanna feel emotions running through my veins, not just skimming over my body..
We became bold taking many things for granted. Let's sharpen our feelings and in different ways seek for purity, shall we..?

// mcb.