I am alive and I have found the key to solving sadness. About an hour or two ago I had walked into this room frustrated and full of angst, Putting music on I sat, sang and ironically chain-smoked. I began mixing colors and sketching outlines on the raw canvas before me. My tension became concentration, and soon enough concentration became my delightful distraction. As I painted I felt as if I was breathing steady again. I decided to relax and drink some tea, for I had drained my mind of the days inspiration. Getting up I noticed the paint of my fingers was drying. I didn’t care much and put the tea on. I opened the window as I wiped the small beads of sweat from my forehead.
Barefoot, I walked towards the window. I slid it open and greeted the sunshine with a smile just as warm. I placed my hot tea and pack of cigarettes on the stool next to the window and took a nice seat in a couch seat older than I. From my 2nd story window my eyes scanned familiar scenery. The cold autumn wind blew leaves around the passing people, the travelers for the moment.. I like to say, we are all travelers until we are no longer in search of our destinations. I lit a cigarette, leaned back on my chair reaching into the crevice of the cushion, I pulled out my current escape from the world around me, licking my lips, I took a drag and began to read. I was taking a cautious sip of my tea and a sound so slight.. So quiet.. Caught my attention. The sound revealed itself in seconds. Footsteps somehow were softly pounding on the concrete. As I looked up, it was as if there was nothing beyond the eyes that by chance met mine.
“Hello.” He spoke in, the perfect tone and volume, his voice was up and cheery, as if he was and old friend. Someone I knew.
“Hi there.” I said, as I felt my lips curve upwards. I noticed his eyes, even from the distance were dancing with the colors of autumn. Right as his lips adopted the smile on mine.