Still clear in my mind ….
That night when we said goodbye.
I saw that white skinned man in red t-shirt waved his right hand to me….
It was … strange. I feel like I´ve seen him long before met him that noon.
I knew his face. Somehow.
I´ve seen his face somewhere.
But … I just can´t remember when.
Or where ….
Not there. Not in that place.
Not on this island.
Not in this life.
Somehow.
Again.
Another Déjà–vu
