He wasn't thinking about where he was going. He just jumped into his car and started driving. His feelings were unfolding one by one in his heart, transforming into thoughts in his mind. The question that he kept on repeating was why? He could not understand why everything happened. It was probably an answer that he would never receive. He saw the "have a nice trip" sign on the right and thought he should go on to the next town to see what was going on there. He had heard there was a concert in the main square and he decided to attend. He didn't particularly enjoy rock music, but this time it was the best medicine for him. He reached the centre of the city, he parked his car and headed for the mass of people in front. Suddenly, there she was standing in the crowd with a bottle of water in her hand. She was dressed in a short skirt and a white t-shirt. Her legs were slim and shone in the dim light of the lightpole. He went directly to her and stood right next to her.
"Nice music, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is."
"Are you a fan?"
"No, I just needed a breath of fresh air and the footsteps brought me here."