Last night, my girlfriend threw me out of bed because she has worries.
Yes, at night, dark thoughts plague you the most.
So I prepare myself for Rembrandt's Night Watch - because friendship is not just about laughing together - but also about watching over each other.
But I have no gun ready - instead, I have muffins, cigarettes, and Eau de Velours.
Although I am crouching on a hard kitchen bench, the scent transports me to a soft suede armchair - comfortable and therapeutic.
Well - where does it pinch?
The pink and white rose bouquet smells even more intense at night and lets thoughts flow.
I recall many pieces of advice.
The soft patchouli provides depth - and the plum is comforting, plum-soft.
I can listen attentively and empathize.
Velours creates closeness - and the ability to engage.