Diego Sebastian :
“Hay situaciones en la vida donde pequeños momentos generan grandes historias”
"There are situations in life where small moments generate big stories"
-Tienes fuego?
-Si…
I met Diego one night in Madrid at 3am as I was sitting on a bench in Tirso de Molina having a cigarette.
Like many of the encounters you did in this city, some lasted the time of a question and an answer – and others lasted hours into the night. This one was one that drifted; and it were these little encounters that I loved so much about this city.
What usually triggered it all, was that one word you pronounced, that one sentence you said, or sometimes even that one look you gave. In our case, Diego noticed I had a blank look, and he asked about it.
While we tottered into more intimate details about our lives, he spoke of the healing nature of some of the very physical massages he learned in India, while I stared at him with subtle disbelief. But Diego will probably never know, that after that night, as he hugged me goodbye as old friends would and cracked my back to show me but an example – my backed snapped, and so did something in me. Days later I found myself running out of a show only to cry for no good reason.
Like a side-effect waiting to happen, I let it all out when I least suspected it. And it became a wake up call that some emotions, no matter how much we judged them, needed a time and place to come out. Even out of small encounters like this one.
“Hay situaciones en la vida donde pequeños momentos generan grandes historias”
"There are situations in life where small moments generate big stories"
-Tienes fuego?
-Si…
I met Diego one night in Madrid at 3am as I was sitting on a bench in Tirso de Molina having a cigarette.
Like many of the encounters you did in this city, some lasted the time of a question and an answer – and others lasted hours into the night. This one was one that drifted; and it were these little encounters that I loved so much about this city.
What usually triggered it all, was that one word you pronounced, that one sentence you said, or sometimes even that one look you gave. In our case, Diego noticed I had a blank look, and he asked about it.
While we tottered into more intimate details about our lives, he spoke of the healing nature of some of the very physical massages he learned in India, while I stared at him with subtle disbelief. But Diego will probably never know, that after that night, as he hugged me goodbye as old friends would and cracked my back to show me but an example – my backed snapped, and so did something in me. Days later I found myself running out of a show only to cry for no good reason.
Like a side-effect waiting to happen, I let it all out when I least suspected it. And it became a wake up call that some emotions, no matter how much we judged them, needed a time and place to come out. Even out of small encounters like this one.
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