It’s Saturday and the day spend on the bed until afternoon and eating bowl of cereal as lunch while sitting on the couch watched the big bang theory. After got off the phone with my mother, I decided to clean the house in my pajama and take a long warm bubbly shower listening to the ‘scars’ song by James Bay on repeat.
6.44Pm and I decided to water the flower when I heard a distinct noise from outside. Just behind my door that made me stopped my intention to come outside. Opened the door slightly and manage to peek. People are coming in and out carrying a box. Someone is moving into the apartment across the hall. I hope the neighbors are not too friendly. For the last year I always found it comfortable for having the whole floor only for me, since there are only two apartments for each floor. Closing the door behind me and once again I found myself sitting by the couch waiting for the sound at hallway disappear.
8.56pm? Crap! I must fall asleep while waiting. My stomach got my attention and I settled down with chicken pasta.
Few minutes later I’m heading out with blanket, the journal and a mug of caffeine.
Outside of my apartment door through the emergency exit stairs and climbing up the stairs, then pushed opened another door. The favorite get away place.
My apartment’s building rooftop.
This has become my place. No one ever come here or maybe they don’t know this place existed. I guess rooftop is not really intrigued them. Switch on the neon light attached to the wall. I put my book and the mug on the small table next to a black leather couch that would fit three persons. It was years ago after a month moving into this building I found this place and the couch already here along with the wooden table next to it. I thought that maybe someone used to hang out here. After leaving the rooftop I make sure to put small piece of paper between the door frame and the door. Then, decided to come back after two weeks.
Found out the paper haven’t move from the last time I put it there prove that no one come here.
And now there are about hundred and twelve flower vases with various size and different flowers. It was started with one that I buy when one day I passed by the flower shop and then sometimes I would buy another one that lead me to this.
I plugged on the earphone listening to the slow down by twice young
I grabbed the hose and twist the tap on and the water flowing out at the end of the hose. The water is cold.
The cold night breezes blowing hitting gently on my face and I can see the steaming breath coming out of my nose.
After done with the flowers, Picking up the mug and sharing its warmness with in between my palms. Plopping down on the couch and looking over the New York night view. The twinkling different kinds of lights are like star. Looking up at night sky far away and there is no sign of star.
The song intro from piano sound coming through my earphone made me want to close my eyes before Tom Odell sweet voice start to sing.
Take my mind and take my pain,
Like an empty bottle takes the rain,
And heal...heal...heal me
I bring the mug to my lips and drink finished the coffee before put back the empty mug next to the journal.
Take my past and take my sins,
Like an empty sail takes the wind,
