Chris stared out of the window waiting for the phone to ring. He was peering at his neighborhood and watching a bird flying in the sky.
He was wondering if his girlfriend would call him back after the blow out that they had had. He longed to say they started the relationship with the wrong foot and he wanted to fix it before the problem started getting worse.
As the bird was flying so high, he longed to feel the freedom running inside of his boiling blood which started to claim for the most important thing in his life.
Although he was very confused, he did not know which way he should actually choose – keep in love with his girlfriend or keep feeling this sense of freedom – because both ways pointed to different directions and he had to choose one.
Out of the blue, he realized that, that day turned to night and there was nothing to look at anymore except for those bright starts shining in the sky. And Chris stared out of the window waiting for the phone to ring…
Joyce Gomes
21 - Março - 2008
