Everything
was all right when I woke up this morning. She was right there, close to me, in
bed. I felt her warm body. And right here in this strange hall without life,
right now, I can feel her body. There isn't light in here. My house has changed
into a desert. I'm going around her portrait and little by little I remember
the first phrase that I eavesdropped right after I woke up…"and transform
the troubles into good feelings". The TV was turned on and probably that
phrase came from it. I never watch TV but I was really tired out to turn it
off. She left me this morning saying to me: everything is gonna be altight. And
I still don't know what it means. While I was opening the door for her I
managed to asked her if she would return before diner. I was scared and cold.
She said to me: never mind. All the time, I knew that something still remained
unsaid in our relationship. Until now.
