He was sitting on a chair, looking out the window in his room. It was almost 7 in the afternoon, and the outside seemed very dark, quiet, and crisp. All bare trees outside of his house were assimilated by the darkness, which gave him healing and a bit of anxiety. He didn’t hate winter weather at all. It was, for him, the season to sort out his thoughts and memories in a quiet place, making himself comfortable with a cup of tea and his favourite dark chocolate.
On that day, he was writing his book, but something stood in his way to write. The tea of his favourite, Lady Gray, was already cold being ignored for about an hour. When he sighed, he looked up to find his cup standing coldly on his desk, which made him bring it to the microwave. While he was watching the tea making a circular motion in the machine, he suddenly remembered his wife, who passed away 8 years ago. She used to reheat his tea or hot milk when he forgot about it while writing. He was glad to feel her, but it made him lonely too.
“How are you doing now, darling.” He murmured, looking up at the ceiling.
He went back upstairs to resume his writing. However, his brain was so full of thoughts and feelings that his hand didn’t allow him to write further ahead. The old man stood slowly and headed to the next room. There, he took out a thick, green album on a high shelf. It gave off the smell of insect repellent.
“There you are.” He smiled at his wife in the album. It was one of his favourite photos: she is smiling at the baby in the living room, where there are cute Christmas decorations. He turned the page again and again, and when he finished the album, it was almost 9. It was very relieving moment for him, experiencing all the enjoyment again through photos.
“Let me remember you sometimes.” He said to the air.
After that, he could finish writing at last. He went to the room to return the album, but he stood still and looked at the album in his hand. He tamed the album, held it in his arms, and turned around. He walked downstairs and put the album on the chimney shelf. He settled himself down in a comfy sofa, and looked at the album with satisfaction.
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