Кeep me

In the world of thoughts

16.00. Wednesday. Sangdet .

Sangdet persevered on the road to Phuket. Tomorrow she was supposed to meet her father and start a new phase in her life. She understood very well that she had to do something. She couldn't waste any more time. Every day she felt that she had less time left to dare to change her life. She wanted to dream, she wanted to finally fall in love. In her life there was so little of something human, something real and alive. She dreamed that someone genuinely cared for her, as her grandfather once did when she was a child. Sangdet sighed heavily.

- What should I do with all this, grandfather? - she said as if into the void, looking into the rearview mirror. - I disappointed you so much, I couldn't fight my father without you. I am weak without you.

The sun has already begun to descend closer to the horizon and reflect in the windshield. And the heat began to subside. Sangdet opened the window and smelled the sea air. The road to Phuket ran along the ocean coast. She wouldn't have paid any attention to it before, but now she just wanted to stop.

The car stopped on the roadside. A landscape opened before her, as if from a painting in a psychologist's waiting room: pink-orange sky and blue, calm water created a puzzle of peace and eternity. Breathing in the fresh ocean air, she felt herself suffocating from its purity. There was not a soul on the shore - only nature and Sangdet. It seemed to her that time had stopped; all her past and future lost meaning. Only this moment remains.

Returning to the car, she took out her camera from the old box, which still had the same yellow strap. Smiling, she said:

- Time for you to wake up, my friend. - and put the camera to her eye.

After adjusting the lens and shutter speed, she took the first photo in many years.

- I still remember how to hold you in my hands, you bastard. Sangdet said, watching the colors and contrasts on the screen.

 - Now time has definitely stopped.  - she thought , lingering on the image.

Sangdet put the camera back in the box and got into the car. Warmth and light enveloped her soul, as if someone was giving her a gentle hug. In a moment she would have to return to the place where everything was so hateful, but now - she was herself. Here on both sides of an unknown road. Hundreds of kilometers from the place she called home. Here she felt something that she had not felt since childhood.

Sangdet arrived in Phuket in the morning. Driving up to the large complex of new buildings, the address of which Jim had sent in the evening, and found a parking space with her name on it.

- Of course, you couldn't just rent an apartment. It was necessary to buy it. - with scorn she turned to the void, as if her father was standing there.

On the 17th floor, she opened the door to her new apartment. Spacious and bright, with large panoramic windows and a huge terrace. You could think that this is a dream apartment. Each room had its own balcony, and the windows offered a magnificent view of the ocean and the city. On the terrace there was a table with fresh flowers and two wicker chairs where you could sit and enjoy the beauty. Sangdet opened the door to the terrace and warm sea air enveloped the room. The scenery was truly amazing. Sangdet watched as the first tourists appeared on the beach and the local merchants, who unfolded their counters with fruits and vegetables, preparing for the new day. In the distance, fishing boats and yachts dotted the water surface. The city of Phuket gradually came to life, a whole world opened up before her, big and complex, in which rules prevailed.

The apartment had everything necessary for a comfortable life: furniture, appliances, dishes and bedding.

- Even the fridge is full of food.