Brussels, 2007

Last Christmas in 2007, we were in Brussels. Both of us were facing some milestones in life during that period of time. I remember, that quiet night, we were holding hands wandering through the streets aimlessly. When we passed by some interesting shop windows, we would stop in front of them. Each time, I would ask you the same old question: Which one would you pick? and waiting for the same answer.

We never followed the same path on the way back home. We enjoyed the moments of getting lost and finding our way out. That quiet Christmas night, under the simple light decorations of my liking, the streets became our playground. A maze. My lost paradise.