Athens is a different place in the summer...or perhaps we become different people. Work is a mess, but never more chaotic than our daily social interactions. Transform dull office hours into something almost tolerable by taking short, sunny coffee-breaks in the park. Wash all kinds of pressure away by diving into the sea every weekend. Dream of untamable passion, even when none is around.

Sometimes I think of you, sometimes I don't, sometimes I'm content simply to share intimate silences with strangers. If you were here, I'd take you for a walk inside the city's twisted labyrinths. I wouldn't hold your hand- keeping it casual. At night we'd tear our darkest thoughts apart. Now that you've become merely the vision of a lonely winter evening, I dare to look your shadow in the eye, and it stares back into my soul.