Extremes.

My life runs on two extremes. I always has. It always will.
Two ends of the world, two opposite options, two contrasting feelings, two delicious choices.

I am trapped in a snow storm, it doesn't usually snow this much in England, today London is covered by a couple of inches of snow. I hope tomorrow it is aswell. I like this, it feels new, it makes me aware of where I am and what to do. I know I will soon get bored of the white view from the window.

The other half of my heart, someone I care a lot about, is in an airplane flying to New York, so free my free boy. At least, that's what I like to think. I like to think that he is wherever he wants to be, but the truth is that I wish he was trapped in the snow strom with me.

I was thinking today about how technologic our relationship is, but it is not. Long distance relationships are not a 21st. century invention, they are as old as the times when soldiers left home to a battle in a far away land.

I'll keep him safe in my heart.
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The rythm of my life will not change for today, it'll be like two stremes running on extremes. regardless of where I go or where I'll be.