Blinding Sun

Matt and Karen are both sitting on a bench at the park. Matt likes this park, he used to go here all the time. He can see it so clearly. Every sound, every smell, every texture. He knows it all. And it all appears to him like a symphony of colors and forms.

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He liked to look at the sky when he was young, it helped calm him down when he was burning inside. Now, it's always burning, but today he can manage. Because today is a good day, a wonderful day. A day to be curious and lucky. So he asks, this question that have been burning to be said :

-How's the sky? asks Matt shyly but firmly