New York City, New York, United States of America, 11th September 2022
The steady stream of warm water cascades over my skin, melting away the exhaustion clinging to my muscles. I close my eyes, letting the heat seep in, drowning out everything else. The sensation is almost hypnotic—each drop rolling down, soaking my hair, washing away the thin layer of sweat and exhaustion from the day. My hair feels heavy, slightly greasy from hours under the sun. Golf driving and pushing through all 18 holes had been enough to burn my skin, drain my energy, and—at least for a little while—distract me from everything that happened this morning. Only a little, though. Not quite enough.
My hands hang loosely by my sides, my breathing steady as I let the water do its work. The soreness in my arms, the dull ache in my legs—it all seems to fade in the warmth, if only temporarily. Eventually, I reach forward and turn off the shower, the sudden silence settling over me. With both hands, I wipe the water from my face before reaching for the soap, the familiar scent grounding me.
Once I'm done, I grab a towel and run it over my skin, the cool air hitting the parts of me no longer shielded by steam. I wrap the towel around my waist, step out, and pull on my clothes— a white shirt and a pair of boxers.
"Hey Alexa, play The Best of My Life by Eagles," I request as I enter my workspace.
The guitar instrument starts to radiate from the air, the intro plays before entering the verse 1. Sitting on my office chair, I rest my head on the backrest and put my hands on the arm pads. My body pushes back as my legs gently push the chair back, making the casters roll back and creating more distance between me and my workbench.
"Oh-oh-oh-oh, sweet darling,
You get the best of my love," I hum the chorus as my eyes are closed, enjoying the strains of the song. A glimpse of Anne's face is popping up in the darkness – when my eyes are closed, I can feel the sense of her touch, which, I still remember until now. The tenderness of her kiss will remain in my brain. The scene of memories when we were still together is projected inside my brain, it's like when I close my eyes, it's a movie theater. As the room gets dark, the movie scene starts; recollecting all the good memories we have recorded.
The laugh, the smile, the conversation, the kiss, the touch, the fight, the argument, the sleepless night, and everything are there, they are projected clearly.
Maybe Avril is right, I haven't moved on from Anne.
My eyes are opened all of a sudden, collecting the thoughts of what I have done lately to Avril as perhaps, it hurts her so bad. Now I acknowledge she has grown some feelings for me and instead of being happy, I feel terrified about it. I'm terrified by the fact that there is a huge possibility that I will hurt her.
Anne's name is still ringing in my head and somehow, I'm in love with this girl that I have known for 7 years; yes, it's Avril. The first time I see her, I never thought that she would be this special to me.
She has a special space in my heart.
Frustrated, I cover up my face with both of my palms. Having 7 years of a relationship is not an easy pathway to forget, I can tell. There are memories I can't escape. At least, I'm trying to move on. Why can't Avril see that in her eyes? I have never hung out with any girl but her.
"Foolish heart, heed my warning,
You've been wrong before,
Don't be wrong anymore," I scream while singing Foolish Heart by Steve Perry, trying to convince myself that I won't get fooled by my feelings over again. Shit, this is confusing.
Dodging the chaotic thoughts about love, I bring my office chair to get closer to the workbench. My head is up and my hand is opening up my laptop, trying to collect and check up on the updates coming from my employees. The PGA Championship is the biggest concern right now as my players' capability to join tournaments is in question. But I have no idea though, the next step will be measured not only by me but also I need to listen to a good friend of mine, Mark McDonnell as I schedule a meeting with him as soon as possible. Well, the Covid-19 pandemic has created a new habit, in which, the opportunity to have an online meeting is such a blessing for me due to my current hectic schedule. I don't think it is possible to have a meeting in person these days and if the Covid-19 outbreak didn't happen, the world's habits would not shift. That's still a good thing though.

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