How to find the perfect girlfriend - day 1230

Nothing yet. I don't know where to look, where to walk. Nothing happen in my world. The colors are missing and everything is grey and dark. I couldn't find my light. Who know who is Light Yagami? i could ask. I have big plans. I want to change my workplace. The 15 years of night shifts are taking their toll. I will maybe change even town. I am thinking to move to London. To take my yellow belt in some obscure martial art. To have some savings, in order to buy a house. But nothing else maters at the end of the day, when you just switch off the computer and fall asleep alone. I will keep going. As long as i could. See you all in some brighter day!

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I was just looking in her deep blue eyes. Late, after that, i just noticed what was so strange. Not her eyes, not her blonde long hair, not even her perfect body. I just released the focus of my view, when i've seen her beautiful colours. It was a intense blood red with short explosions of blue and magenta. I was just thinking: What are you?
In that moment, she start smiling and said to me:
- I'm a witch.
I was smiling too.
- If you are a witch, then i'm a wizard.
- Come on! You look more like a russian warlock.
- Oh, sorry! I'm so rude. I am Gabriel, one of the last Cloudwalkers. And i'm from Maramures, Romania.
- Trish, wicca apprentice. Maramures you said? Is better than Transilvania. I don't like to see vampires.
-Vampires, there is not such a thing. Is only some fiction in Bram Stoker style.
-There are not vampires like we used to think they are. But you know this very well. I've seen you few time ago. Gathering the force of life from earth and even from tree.
-Lets not talk about this, allright?
-Sure, i have no problem with this.
-Can i offer you a drink, Trish?
-Of course, let's go!

They was chatting along, drinking tea after tea. It was something so familiar, so good, even if they talk about weather, women, men and other not so boring subjects. Two magic hours.

- I must go now, she said.
- I must go too.
- Bye. If you want to meet again, come to the second solstice, at Stonehenge.
- May be i will.

She left, after she turn her head only for a moment, and was looking one more time at him. What i can say? Two different wolds colliding, or maybe only one, the same? No one will know.