See you tomorrow

Malasaña, Madrid. 17 de junio de 2013.
Malasaña, Madrid, 17 June 2013.

—See you tomorrow.

—Venga, adiós.

Se dio la vuelta antes de que el otro marchase. Para cuando su sombra se alejaba, alargada sobre la acera deslumbrada por el sol, él ya caminaba calle de Valverde abajo, su propio alter ego engullido.

Mediados de junio y había sido una mañana fría.

Apretó el paso. Al contrario que su cabeza, era ligero y ágil. Paso de quien se aleja de lo que está tan cerca y tan lejos.

See you tomorrow.

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            See you tomorrow.

            See you.

He turned round before the other one left. By the time he did, his shadow casting long across the sun-dazzled sidewalk, he was already walking down Valverde Street — his own alter ego faded into the shade.

It was already mid-June, yet that one had been a somewhat cool morning.

He quickened his pace, light and nimble — unlike his mind. The pace of someone who goes away from something that is so close, yet so far away.

See you tomorrow.