With a tinge of nervousness I walked down the hallway. Wooden floors reciprocated to the sound of my heels and the thump of my heart. Golden sunlight lit the gallery with shadows of the greens that gave it a cool and a misty feel.
I kept walking without looking back.
I felt a numb nothing seeping through my eyes as I moved towards the end of the hallway into the garden.
I knew I was moving towards the open. Towards a world that was mine to keep.
It struck me at the end of the hallway. What would my life be otherwise? Who would I be if I was not this? I heard a child's cackle in the distance. Some soft breathing was what I imagined. It was what I craved for.
Soft sunlight smells nice.
It always has.
Yes it was February.
The perfect weather February.
'So you did well?'
'I did okay'
'What is okay?'
'Whatever you want it to be'
I just put my head in his lap then and gazed into the sky.
I just watched the clouds passing us by...
You know who you are.