The cool, breezy morning air
chafed against his skin.
On his balcony in his bathrobe,
he enjoyed a morning cigarette and cup of coffee.
“It looks like an early winter,”
he thought to himself. He took a deep
breath of air as to accentuate the point.
As a stiff gust of wind blew upon him, he took another sip of coffee and a drag off his cigarette.
As a stiff gust of wind blew upon him, he took another sip of coffee and a drag off his cigarette.
Looking onto the park which
served as a backdrop to his apartment he thought of her long blond hair and
soft skin. He would not have to be to
work this morning for another couple of hours, but he always chose to enjoy
each morning with a long awakening.
He took another drag off his
cigarette and another sip of his steaming coffee. The morning radio played in the background
and served to lift his spirits for a new day. The newspaper lay on the bottom
stair below the balcony, but he chose not to pick it up.
Welcoming the new day, he was in
no hurry. Basking in the early winter, he
let the crisp air invigorate his skin.
Three years out of college and
already working his way up the corporate ladder he thought how fortunate he
was. He had chosen to take college very
seriously although his friends from high school had taken a different
path. This didn’t serve as angst, rather
the strict regimen of studies and work which enabled him to finish college also
allowed for other social opportunities.
While others who he knew were taking advantage of the many more
frivolous social activities which were available at his college, he became a
part of school activities and he found friends at the school coffee shops where
he would enjoy the company of his friends in sobriety.
The DJ on the radio played an
old, soft Beatles’ song that once
again made him think of her. He
continued to enjoy his coffee and lit another cigarette. The weatherman on TV said that rain was
expected late this week. He didn't want
to worry about it too much. The rain
that accompanied early winter served as inspiration for a new year to come.
He gazed upon the park across the
street from his apartment. He planned to
eat breakfast as to be charged for the day to come. He would make himself an egg sandwich with potatoes
and a tall glass of orange juice.
A strong gust of wind blew and
the trees across the street raged in a furry.
The leaves that had collected upon the ground flew into the air and dust
from the collection of foliage spit against his face. He leaned upon the balcony rail and took
another sip of his coffee which warmed his body and his bones. He took another drag off his cigarette which
inspired him to think of the position his life had taken which he personally
believed to be enviable.
Her blond hair and her shining,
blue eyes inundated his mind as he enjoyed the new morning.
He thought of her long, blond
hair and his thoughts began to wonder back to high school about a girl he was
not as fortunate to know.
He lit another cigarette and took
another sip of coffee. It was almost
time for breakfast which would take a couple minutes to cook and a few more to
eat.
Her hair had been dark and her
eyes green. He had been shy and he had
never had the confidence to talk to her.
She had been only one of many that he had come across in high school,
but he thought her soft demeanor and how it had somehow had made her seem more special
than most.
“Just another reason to kick
myself in the shin,” he thought to himself.
He looked out into the distance with the sun barely making its way over
the horizon.
He thought of one of many girls in
college. He knew at this point in his life
it really was not important. He had
grown through his struggles and those had those mistakes had only served as
learning experiences.
He now stood on his balcony
finishing his second cup of coffee and third cigarette on this cool, autumn
morning. He smiled at the morning sun
which was halfway covered by the clouds and he went back into his apartment to
eat his breakfast and go to work this Thursday morning.
As he began his day the tranquility he knew energized him with high expectations.
