About people, about feelings,… the loneliness, the impossibility of understanding the others… The children’s gaze, their trip from innocency to maturity.
And the desperate fighting against the way the time goes by.
The fascinating and wonderful ordinary life. Our worries and happinesses. Our infinite sadness.
The life in a walk, during a walk, everything what has to happen has to happen before reaching the end of the street.
I strongly recommend “Me and you and everyone we know” by Miranda July.
(And... you and me together on our couch, embraced,...)