June 05th, 2008
A friend of mine, Bruno Saint-Cast, works in Europe implanting high technology. One night he woke up in the wee small hours and could not get back to sleep. He felt he had to write about an old friend he had met in Tahiti when he was an adolescent.
Even knowing that he would have to spend the whole of the following day at work, Bruno began to write a strange story in which this friend of his, John Salmon, took a long trip from Patagonia to Australia. While he wrote, he felt a powerful sensation of freedom, as if inspiration came to him effortlessly.
As soon as he finished writing the story he received a telephone call from his mother, who had just been told that John Salmon had died.
by Paulo Coelho
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