Slight change in the wind brings me back to reality, away from the memories of old times I was recalling. Shaking my head lightly, I look beside me. Three more wine bottles lie empty beside a glass cup, carelessly knocked over. Ah... I drank too much...
Taking the empty bottles and the cup, I stroll out of the welcoming shade the great birch tree casts towards my hause. My hause... I suppose it is a fine place to live... albeit a bit empty at the moment. I have yet to decorate it and make all the arrangements. Such things rarely hold my interest for long.
