As I am typing this, I am above the clouds, somewhere up in the sky, yes above the whole world, but my soul is in the darkest pit. I fly alone, my friend. I am on a tiny plane, it looks very much like a toy aircraft, taking me away from Home back home. The plane is half full (or half empty, depending on how you feel), and I can no longer hear my mother tongue being spoken, as the rest of the passengers are French.
And yes, from here I can see the clouds, but I am yet to find the 9th, I have left my Home yet again, with all its love and tears. Do you remember, mon ami, about our conversation regarding making important decisions? Well, I have just made another life-changing decision, I have chosen AGAIN, to select one slice of this Multiverse, and return to my exile. I sat again (in a real deja-vu situation) in Departures lounge, with the fatidic can of coke and fighting the urge to break into a run, again, through the one way system and leave the airport and be back Home for good. I recall a few years ago, when my whole life was falling apart just like now, I sat in the same place, and I had to squeeze the can of coke really hard to stop myself from making that decision. A life changing decision, that is. That was.
However you were right, my friend, once I have left Home I will never have a true home to return to. You probably know the feeling of being stuck in between worlds like this, an eternal traveller, your life and dreams in a suitcase. I wanted to ask you, and I want to ask you right now, from here above the clouds, PLEASE GIVE ME A GOOD REASON TO RETURN but I know deep down you would struggle to come up with a response.
And how will I know, from this slice of the Multiverse, what life would have been, being in a completely different slice.
I fly alone, mon ami, my suitcase and passport and packet of tissues at the ready, because I always cry when I leave my brother behind, in his own Multiverse so different and far away from mine, so I can rise above the clouds, towards a place where maybe one day, one sunny day, I shall find hope.
From above the tear-stained clouds,
With love.
