Hear the rain

Updated: Dec 7, 2020

After saying goodbye to my brother, I walked downstairs to the bakery.

Phi Phi was cleaning and looked tired. I asked what I could do to help.

I cut slices of cake and cleaned the counters.

We talked about life, work, her home...

When I walked back upstairs, I could hear the rain pouring outside my open windows.

I smelled the fall candle I had lit.

I took off my sweater that now had french chocolate smeared on it.

Put on yoga pants and turned on lofi music.

I opened up my laptop to write...hoping I would never forget these moments in my life.

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