On the old terrace of the Bastille cable car in Grenoble, a young couple was kissing. They seemed to be alone in the whole world, lost in the middle of distant mountains and nearby clouds.
Alone in the launderette, a girl was looking at her washed clothes drying. Nothing special, except she was wearing a bunny costume. And seemed in a hurry, constantly checking time at the clock on the wall. As if she was late.
On a cold winter day in Ostende, the sky was low and the light was grey. Very few people were walking along the sea, so I easily noticed this old man watching the waves while going down the beach stairs. Then, for a long while, he stared at the little river reaching his feet.
In a waiting room of Lyon Airport, I saw this man pointing his binoculars to the tarmac. At first I thought he was a plane lover, deliberately coming to the airport to admire planes and see them take off. But then I noticed that his ticket was ready in his pocket. Besides, he seemed very organized and fully equipped for a great journey. Maybe he was so scarred to fly that he wanted to check his plane himself.