{"id":467,"date":"2016-02-17T19:31:40","date_gmt":"2016-02-17T19:31:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thousandchances.com\/blog\/?p=467"},"modified":"2016-02-17T19:31:40","modified_gmt":"2016-02-17T19:31:40","slug":"fiction","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thousandchances.com\/?p=467","title":{"rendered":"Fiction"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"fiction\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Thinking maybe I should write fiction, real life is not at all exciting. Not the one who craves excitement, don\u2019t have a sudden urge to climb Mount Everest, nor do I want to sail across the Atlantic all by myself.
\nDon\u2019t even want to go out when it is raining, unless it is in my beautiful forest back home or in Madeira.<\/p>\n

So,that is what we did. Did our usual Paul De Serra levada walk, stopping halfway to have my favourite chestnut cake. Cloudy as usual , then a slow drizzle. Took deep, deep breaths, I could smell the eucalyptus trees again.<\/p>\n

A has a cold, hope it helped him. His constant sniffing drives me crazy. Must be more tolerant, I rarely see him sick. He doesn’t even need any attention, just wants us to leave him alone. That, I can do. So we didn’t talk much, stayed behind with my son, him trying to take some macro shots with my camera. So glad that he is showing some interest. He found it difficult to hold the camera still, needs time to practice. But it is a progress, so would love to have him share my love for nature and photography.<\/p>\n

Me and Madeira\u2026like a child in a candy store\u2026..Everything fascinates me, want to take in every sight, smell, sound,\u00a0all so exciting\u00a0.Find\u00a0myself wondering around with a wide grin on my face.<\/p>\n

Probably that is the only time I grin. I try\u2026really\u2026but it takes two to smile \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

The same old issue: How is it that there are some people with whom you can talk nonstop, pretty much about nothing,\u00a0and there are those who think twice, oh, what twice , maybe hundreds of times before they even utter a single word.<\/p>\n

Unsolved mystery. Yet he \u00a0buys me a big thick fluffy bathrobe because he knows that I like to sit outside with my morning coffee and always shivering.
\nOr he goes to buy my favourite chocolate while I am at the hairdresser , because I have a habit of eating something sweet at the end of each meal.<\/p>\n

He still cares I guess. A man of few words. That\u2019s him.<\/p>\n

And there is him back home who is going through some pretty tough times. As much as I\u2019d like to help, I can\u2019t. Must step back and let him deal with this, go through it alone.
\nHe must do this, I am sure he can do this. For his sake, for our sake.
\nSo\u2026she is sitting outside, the sun is about to go down,\u00a0the air is getting chilly, it is coming from the mountains.\u00a0She is totally lost in thoughts\u2026delicious thoughts\u2026
\nHe walks up behind her and tucks a single strand of hair that has gotten loose from her pony tail.
\nThe touch startled her. So much so, that she spills her hot tea on her thighs. She jumps up and looks at him. The silence is heavy between them.
\nHe steps aside and lets her pass. She goes into the kitchen to put the empty tea cup into the sink.<\/p>\n

The moment is gone, he sits down and lights yet another cigarette. Maybe next time.<\/p>\n

or\u2026<\/p>\n

The fire is burning down\u2026.glowing gently in the dark. The logs are illuminated by the Amber candle she lit just before he came. Relaxing time, just sitting by the fire, sipping Sancerre\u00a0\u00a0and talking about the new geraniums that will arrive in April.
\nIt is all so quiet, the thick snow muffles the sounds, conversation slows down, silence again. But this one is a comfortable silence. He reaches behind her, lets her hair loose, taking out the pins that were holding it. She smiles and holds her hand out to him. He gently pulls her up and takes her in his arms\u2026Maybe this time.<\/p>\n

or…
\nThe sun is down, the air is chilly, she is sipping her\u00a0tea. \u00a0Alone.<\/p>\n

For now\u2026:)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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