as about many of the beautiful things in life I thought that the poetry nights at ecla would be something I would attend for sure regularly. It was so beautiful>! we really got into it, recitation, sharing, drinking wine, candies and candles, emotions, thoughts...... even our own poems were shared or as in my case my own songs... However, I was there only twice or so and ever since had something more important to do than to join. And as I just realized, this happened many times to me in my life. For example, when I have a wonderful brunch with special friends or 
go climbing with a particular person, I always think: wow, this is going to be my new routine! haha. but it never is. it is always a - beautiful - exception....wellwell!!! consists my life in the end only of exceptions? an endless chain of exceptions? exceptions of what then??? what is the rule the exception is for??? I guess exceptions from my eating-working-sleeping modus...;-)well at least the poetrty nights are now part of my collection of cool events in my life... ;-) no matter what...
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