Today as I was riding the tube I had to blow my nose and suddenly I remembered you telling me on that fateful day that you miss me blowing my nose. It was one of those beautiful, simple, everyday moments  that I miss from that conversation, from you.

At work a colleague went to bike with some people to the French Alps up to 1800m high, and I suddenly remembered that you went running where you live, and how it was difficult because it was high up and the air is thinner. I still have the picture you took of the sunset as my background photo on my phone…

In the evening, as I talked with a friend who went to a wedding, I suddenly fell silent as she explained how beautiful the chateau was where the wedding took place. I wish I could explain this one in person…

And finally, on the way back to home I looked at my phone and I saw the cracks again, and remembered the time we went to bike and it fell out of my hand as I fell from the bike. It was a good time biking and I was happy you came up with the idea of going for a bike trip.