Out of the blue

My perfect set: one and a half person leather armchair, woollen throw, glass of red wine, lots of noises outside, a book and a CD with Liszt.

Something happened today while walking on my way to the office when I arrived to Barbès-Rochechouart. Those of you familiar with Paris knows that it is quite a busy, clotted spot. I was listening on my mobile phone to the only radio that does not drive me crazy in the morning: France Musique.

While I was waiting to cross the street suddenly I realised that in front of me it was a very intriguing building called Luxor –Palais des Cinemas. Apparently the City Hall bought it to transform it in a cultural centre.

I cross the street every day in that very spot and it is the first time that I look at it. I can’t tell if something changed or not. I saw it for the first time.

Sometimes it happens like this in life. We cross the same persons, places, feelings and one day we become aware of them. It seems like out of blue.