Brel & coffee

Jacques Brel – Ne me quitte pas.
I started my day with this song, and I slipped into another timeline. I felt ancient, old as Brel’s voice, yet here I am in 2025. How many generations began their mornings with this same music, people who are no longer here?

I imagine someone in the 1970s, on a cold November day, listening to this song and drifting into their thoughts just as I did today. Their body in the present, their mind wandering into a warm room with thick curtains.

And now it’s my turn, questioning the past, the present, and the future. And yes, someone in 2060 will press play on this song on a cold November morning, wondering just like we do…