From Jakub to Felipe

This post opens my aim to give others people´s gifts. As the ones you see down there are gifts that i gave to some people. Here is the beginnig of a path i wanna follow, and maybe not yet exactly how i wanna follow…

I met Jakub, better saying, Kuba, here in São Paulo. He was spending his vacations in South America, i have a common friend with him, two actually, that introduced us through e-mail. Kuba is Polish and lives in London.

Some weeks later, it was me who looked for Kuba – i was in London. We did some-thing similar: went out for a drink with some friends. But some weeks later, after i had gone to Paris and then to Amsterdam, i needed to ask him a favour. I called him ´cause i had just figured out i had nowhere else to stay in London… So, as we had some nice time together and he always offered-his-house or some help-if-i-needed, i sent him a message – as i didn´t have phone credits at that time… I slept in the same bed as him. I pretended that i did not understand when he said that. I just put my clothes on – as that was not the case of taking them out – and he came to bed. We talking at night, with the lights off and both laying at bed, no romance, no intimacy, but even though, sharing this very peculiar place, a marriage bed…

Well, let´s talk about gifts. Kuba stayed at this house in São Paulo, Felipe´s, but maybe i ought to describe it, as you will not just only understand better but because i went there to give-the-gift-Kuba-wanted-me-to-give.to Felipe. I know him from a long time but it has never been enough.

To get to the present Kuba wanted to give Felipe, he had to go through quite a path. Like meeting some ex-boyfriend-he-had-not-seen-for-some-couple-of-years. We went to this amazing tiny bookstore that is now tagged. After buying he said he would give me the book later, cause he wanted to pack-write-think-see-read-do-not-know-what-else. In my last day, actually in my last minutes, we met. At Heathrow. He kindly-gently offered me some glass of wine. Amazing to have someone to make me feel more comfortable, less confident and happier.

I got to Felipe´s apartment and began to take pictures convulsevely as if he couldn´t discover me – i don´t know why. Without even look properly at the gift he got, he began to tell me about how he get to Kuba. And how they connect in such a way that he dismissed him crying… Felipe opened the book and found some cards. It was prince William and Harry postcard. I had even told Kuba at the airport that i would rather preffer William than Harry, i changed my mind right at the airplane and i discovered, now with Felipe, that prince William time has passed and that prince Harry is the hot-royalty guy. I need to say that to Miranda July, as she wrote in her book about her frustrated attempts to meet William…

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~ by giftome on May 1, 2009.