The delicatessen (Madrid, Spain, October 2011).
The shop attracted my eyes for its red colour in the middle of the night. The light from inside, the saleslady, the goods…, all of them were calling me as a mermaid song.
I had to refrain me of entering knowing that, if I crossed that door, I would spend more money than necessary in things that I’ll only use for the pleasure of my senses. Tongue, eyes, nose will became lost in the collection of flavours and smells…
My legs were moving out of control towards that door.
Then, I suddenly realized that I only had a few coins in my pocket, I felt fear knowing that crossing that street another time will imply my doom. I stopped, took my camera and focused that light just wanting to catch those pleasures that I’ll never taste but never forget.
Just some fantasy and a smile 😉